Procol Harum

Beyond
the Pale 

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Soldier

Brooker / Phillips / Procol Harum


Album: Novum, 2017

Picture sleeve

Taking Notes and Stealing Quotes on this song

Cover-version

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The sky has no end tonight

Clear view beyond the stars

Daylight in the early dawn

Thereís no-one left unscarred

Sand is drying up the tears

Burnt shells soaking up the sun

The generals laughing with no fear

Because their work is done

 

Liquid gold was in their sights

Paid with blood by infantry

Giant statues ripped and torn

All engineered so brilliantly

Back home itís the Wild West

Children sleeping in their beds

Grown men that passed the test

Now free to go and wed

 

     Iím through with the fighting

     All the terror and the pain

     Iíve seen the lightning

     Felt the thunder and the rain

     The silver birds come screaming

     Painting blood right through the skies

     Still I worry, and I wonder

     Wonder why

 

They tell us itís OK to kill

Theyíre just vermin in the sand

Donít worry íbout the blood you spill

Youíll be forgiven by Godís hand

The images etched behind their eyes

Will never fade away

Eternal buildings turned to dust

In just one day


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