Big Big Train
brushed aside
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Great God this is an awful place
though sometimes her smile
lights the emptiness.
He lost his way it happens in blizzards
or flames he said.
Christ how the ice can burn.
Great God this was an awful thing to waste
sometimes her smile lights the emptiness.
I rest my case won’t you do the same
no, you wait here
you wait for the sun to rise.
I’m tired of talking
tired of city limits
and tired of walking.
Across the grass outside the house
they’d sell their brothers
for a place in commanding heights.
- Album:
- Folklore
- Wassail
- English Electric (Part Two)
- English Electric Full Power
- Make Some Noise
- English Electric
- English Boy Wonders
- The Underfall Yard
- P5: Into the Lens
- English Electric, Part One
- Make Some Noise EP
- English Electric, Pt. One
- From Stone and Steel
- English Electric, Pt. Two
- Bard
- Goodbye to the Age of Steam
- The Infant Hercules
- Gathering Speed
- The Difference Machine
- Prog Spawn