We are defined by what endures through change
Your life's just all that you've not thrown away
Our hands have held more than we have kept
There are greater causes than this over which we've bled
But this is the call upon the line today
You take nothing in, you'll take nothing away
But still they lay you down upon your laurels
Parade you and decorate your chest with all your medals
You find a God to bleed for: King. Country. Home.
But when that bell tolls for you and the organ swell, it grows
All that you are holding is the sum of what you own
Make sure your left hand knows what your right hand holds
That good night comes no matter how you rage
Those of us left will soon forget your name
Though we'll speak of honour now in death
You will not rest in peace and we will always forget
We just watch as your name's etched into the wall
and can't help but think that this was for nothing at all
released July 8, 2017
Lyrics by Ewan Donald. Music by Watchfires.
Engineered by Craig Ross and John Robert Lindsay.
Produced by Craig Ross at The Depot Studios in Edinburgh, Scotland.
Ewan Donald (vocals)
Alexander Lorgen (guitar, vocals)
Mark Alexander Salter (bass)
Mitch Bain (guitar)
Gregor Marr (drums)
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