Marches and Maneuvers

Lyrics
[Verse 1] This is a war we live And the sides are drawn, sides are drawn And we're all wrapped up in the days And they wear us out, wear us out There is a storm at sea [Chorus] If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? (The taste of your kerosene lips burn me up) If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? (Rise, glare from your enemy sights make me go blind) [Verse 2] Blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips, the size of a blade In this trench that we dig for ourselves Fourscore and fade Glare with the enemy, heat of the bodies in the bed, no retreat [Verse 3] This is our war, we live it We're up in arms, up in arms With our head pressed against the wall And it's wearing thin, wearing thin These are the screams we swallow [Chorus] If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? (The taste of your kerosene lips burn me up) If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? (Rise, the glare from your enemy sights make me go blind) [Bridge] This is our war Administer the pill (Keep fighting) Before the cell divides (Keep marching) We'll both go down like toy soldiers This is our war Threats and picket lines (Keep fighting) Us forming around our beds (keep marching) And the landmines in our chests will all go off in time If we trip each other into this Do you think we'll find a way out? We've synthesized a compound to treat this conscience, it's: [Outro] One part loss, part no sleep Part the gunshot we heard One part the screams mistaken for laughter One part everything after One part love, one part stepping out of the driving rain One part parting ways, in the cold apartment, don't look back Just keep running down the stairs Hear the footsteps Can you hear voices in the traffic, communiques in the attic? They say "after time, all this will heal" We will rebuild and these broken arms will mend (Mend) Themselves (Selves) In our (Our) Embrace
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Credits
- Writers
- Tom Keeley
- Tim Payne
- Tucker Rule
- Steve Pedulla
- Geoff Rickly