Вершы: Dirty Pretty Things. The Gentry Cove.

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 man's 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 we're 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