Sons And Daughters lyrics

Song information

Artist: Hot Water Music
Album: A Flight And A Crash

Lyrics

How unfortunate that it has come to this
We all pay to die as rogues, as workers
Nomads and searchers, sweat to shackles and leads to lies
Still we're all under lock and key
Who are we but savages hooked on accessories
Numb and dumb to what else we could do or be?
Repercussions at a lull, slow me down
Let me come around to those starving in the streets
Some are mothers, some are fathers, all are sons, all are daughters
Left all alone and seen as disease
Still we pass and we watch them bleed
Will not wash away with rain
A person's blood is heavier than
Who's the disease?

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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