The Gentry Cove - Dirty Pretty Things

Run they said to a promised land

Run and find us a helping hand

Don’t come back till the sun is gone

Don’t come back till the war is won

We all set out with our hearts in hand

A cold wind covered up a line in the sand

All so young

Nothing to lose

Pieces of silver and a dead mans shoes

And oh do you know what I’m saying

Strike a light to guide us Somewhere

Tempest swells our worlds collide

Arrows from above and the salt in our eyes

Then as the sky began to bruise

We all sought shelter from the breaking news

Oh did I ever show you

All the great memorials, all the factory floors

And oh though you know I don’t know you

Now that were here

Let’s make them proud

On and on and on and on and on and on we go

Traipsing over bridges

Over corpses down below

And all the while we could have smiled

For one thing on our minds

The very thing you strive for

Is the thing that makes you blind

Run they said to a promised land

Run and find us a helping hand

Don’t come back till the sun is gone

Don’t come back till the war is won

Tempest high, stories tall

Thought that we learnt nothing at all

Then at last the day was saved

With flowers borrowed from a dead friends grave

And oh even still I don’t know you

Maybe I’ll show you

If you’ve eyes to see

And so farewell

And so farewell

And so farewell

And so farewell to it