Architecture of Amnesia - Gruff Rhys

Oh, my fallen one

Let complacent to the surface

And if I only could’ve been there

Then I would’ve seen the urge

And I’ll carry you

Through the rhetoric and shells

Of exploding heads and sand bags

Thrown by bigots, green by blue bands

Close the batons, fill the jars

Seal the windows, lock the doors

Paranoia will eclipse the rational and spill

Architecture of amnesia

Scare the people with hysteria

Architecture of amnesia

It’s a battle monumental

And the narrative

Led the hungry to the arts

With a lure of false promises, a fear of touch

And they built a world

Switched on search lights on the brim

And invented their pariah, at which everyone was shouting

Close the batons, stock the drawers

Seal the windows, lock the doors

Take a bayonet and don’t let anybody in

Architecture of amnesia

Scare the people with hysteria

Architecture of amnesia

It’s a battle monumental

Drive of formation, alienation

Drive of formation, alienation

Drive of formation, alienation

Drive of formation, alienation

Architecture of amnesia

Paranormal anesthesia

Architecture of amnesia

History lessons disappear

Architecture of amnesia

Scare the people with hysteria

Architecture of amnesia

It’s a battle monumental