"The Seranade Is Dead"

She wakes up in the morning; the sun is shining in her face She turns her head around; she shares the blanket on which the love embraced She looks out of the window; it's a lovely day outside She tells herself that things are fine, he pulls the sheets to cover his eyes The essence of the fresh air, that garden held the love affair Thinking back their minds are torn in muddle and confusion So far away another sits, who tries to make the best of it He don't know quite what's hit him, it's another love illusion He gazes in his empty room eyes fixed upon her picture The loneliness, dejectedness, God how the fuck he's missed her His eyes turn turn to the window, the military roar by He wonders how much hatred could evolve out of the sky What God had done for peace on earth, what man destroyed from day of birth They are concerned with feelings; they're just ashamed to cry And one mans plan to push the button makes other sacrifice The serenade is dead and now the only question's why? Why when we are young, we're told it's right to love Told it's human nature and that comes from God above As time moves on we realise that we all look from the pit While a plan hangs above us, to keep us in the shit Because the minute we are born, we're told what's right and wrong Raised with certain morals, never mentioned in their songs As we grow up, we find out that the paths been neatly set In a world of such destruction, we only can regret Regret that is the word of it, as we look for our way out of it Why can't they understand we don't want any part of it? The pain they create everyday, that just ain't gonna go away We've got to stick together, but still you're asking why? The system stands strong, as our movement starts to crumble The pressure we once held, has just turned into a rumble They've got us where they want us, and you all just accept that Well don't you think its time; we started to hit back They are the enemy; they want a rope around your neck And if they will go that far, then what the fuck is next? Forget the revolution, we've heard it all before Heard all of the promises of nineteen-eighty-four Its an impossible task, "oh yes", it stands before us all Well maybe you'll believe it when your back's against the wall

Lowering Children Into Open Manholes