Classic Crime, The – Bitter Uprising

If you listen to the sound of the hope

In the children’s voices asking questions

You’ll know how blindness is a blessing

But I know your type, you’re always right, your tongue controls your mind

But I guess life’s the lesson

If they said 40 years I would die before

I let them take the love that I have paid for with my tears

And now the time has come to cut our tongues out

And commit ourselves as you did in your memory

We’ll tear down the walls and let them know

We could have it all, we could have some hope

This city could be ours by nightfall

Do you hear the war drums beating?

Are you truly happy doing nothing, darling?

I need to find the center

Because love is something right, it’s not cooked up overnight

In sticky situations you try

But less is more forever

If they said 40 years I would die before

I let them take the love that I have paid for with my tears

And now the time has come to cut our tongues out

And commit ourselves as you did in your memory

We’ll tear down the walls and let them know

We could have it all, we could have some hope

This city could be ours by nightfall, nightfall

We’ll tear down the walls and let them know

We could have it all, we could have some hope

This city could be ours by nightfall

The minute I was born, you stole my heart

The minute I was born, you stole my heart

The minute I was born, you stole my heart

The minute I was born, the minute I was born

Tear down the walls and let them know

We could go all night, we could just stay home

This city could be ours by nightfall, nightfall

Tear down the walls and let them know

We could have it all, we could have some hope

This city could be ours by nightfall