Up the steps of the station, with a bottle in my hand Celebrating celebration, in spite of this land I've counted the coffins, felt the wind of despair I've grown numb to murder, and I'm too too drunk to care
Somebody's brother, somebody's son Somebody's jewel, somebody's love People, my people, your people, our people Dreaming of peace in a place where there's none
There's a fire in the valley, there's light from the moon Shadows are dancing, dancing, dancing round my room A young life is taken, a mother's heart broken And the dark words of vengeance are the only Are the only words spoken
Somebody's brother, somebody's son Somebody's jewel, somebody's love People, my people, your people, our people Dreaming of peace in a place where there's none
Somebody's brother, somebody's son Somebody's jewel, somebody's love People, my people, your people, our people Dreaming of peace in a place where there's none
Somebody's brother, somebody's son Somebody's jewel, somebody's love People, my people, your people, our people Dreaming of peace in a place where there's noneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
