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  • Текст песни The Tangent - Four Egos, One War

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    Pt I: Ours

    After our wars we feel a moment's inspiration as we rebuild our cities
    With visions anew and the architects and artists sound our glory
    In a monument to freedom.
    Scraping the sky with steel and stone and a deep pride in our new-built homes
    People are the focus once again, in the wide, wide streets of a town for today's men

    And after a time we become immune to all the images
    That war brings to our front rooms, so far away
    Decisions to be made do not seem relevant to anything that's happening now
    But 6 feet under lies the charred earth, the buried memories of the last time
    It's there in the eyes of the survivors, and our peace walks
    On an all too finite line
    _

    Pt II: Theirs

    The world is awash with dictators and moguls, between them we don't stand a chance
    Caught between egos and cold economics we all know the steps to the dance
    We can watch it all on TV while we're sitting eating tea,
    We can watch the bombs start falling just to "set the people free"
    #And it's raining down on me, through the atmosphere, from the satellites
    The battlefields the way the media sees them#

    The press always get there in time for the flag-burns in every demonstration report
    The bombs always go off in the centre of the picture in an area the size of New York
    And we don't see this as funny just give awards to the TV crews,
    'Cos it's them fighting the wars, not the armies, for the Generals of the news
    #
    _

    Pt III: Ours (Reprise)

    After our wars we switch off, tune in, drop out and evaluate our reasons
    But when battle calls, we're there, like moths approaching their destruction
    In fast oncoming headlights.
    Like rivers need the rain, the hate runs through our veins
    Bursting the banks with death and pain and on my TV set tonight, it's pissing down again
    _

    Pt IV: His

    Give me a moment to assess the facts, I'll make my decision on how we act
    If anyone can help me just let me know, I'm writing the script for a prime-time show
    If my friends say it's OK I can attack, support from my own is all I lack
    I only need approval for what I do, from the ones who beg my approval too

    *Running round in circles from the cradle to the grave
    Searching for security or anything that we can save*

    Back in the real world where sky meets land, the missles succeed in the task at hand
    We don't see amputations on the screen, just enjoy the bangs, ignore the screams

    *
    ^Throwing metal at the sky, seeing where it lands and try
    To convince the ones who put us here, that this is what we planned for all the time^
    _

    Pt V: Mine

    With all the weapons of the modern world around me all I'm left with is my guitar
    It's not as if a generation's gonna sit down and listen, it's been tried before and only got so far.
    But it feels all right, and I won't hurt anyone tonight
    Just want to put things in perspective yeah, take a chance and learn another point of view
    Learn to make myself selective yeah, with the truth, 'cos nothing else will do

    With all the armies of the modern world on my side, fighting for "my right to speak"
    It seems the ammunition's falling in the wrong place, 'cos no-one's ever listened to me
    But it feels all right, and there's every chance that I'll survive the night
    They like to sit back and ignore me yeah, like a billion other different points of view
    They sent a weapon to destroy me yeah, and its next target looks an awful lot like you

    *
    It takes four egos to start one war, throw in some weapons, devise a cause
    The media reports it, the politicians lead, I write songs about it, so all of us can feed
    ^

    After our wars we feel a moment's inspiration as we rebuild our cities

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