the-gates
Jangly old music has
Gone black and brown
Toned down
Caught in a spell

Thumping new melodies
Heard about town
Pumped up
Madder than hell

Shredding the air
And uncovering enemies
Bad tempered hymns turn to
Blood tainted elegies

Rage in the air
And you can't turn it down
This is what they can sell

Rousing cacophony
Fit for the role
Dumbed down
Nothing to say

Innocent songs that don't
Poison your soul
Shot down
Taken away

I want you back

Stand and fight
Our friends are calling
Cloud capped towers
And walls are falling

Nothing can stand
In their way now
They've got the look
And the know-how
The mirror's cracked
The gates are open

Girl from the fringes
Who washed up in Quinn's
Numb, dumb
Wrapped up in mystery

Love of my life
Looking out for my sins
Sucked down
Into conspiracy

I want you back

Gate crashing
Street trashing
Fear slashing
Blood gashing
Chord clashing
Face smashing
Crowd rousing
Gas dousing

I want you back

Stand and fight
Our friends are calling
Cloud capped towers
And walls are falling

Nothing can stand
In their way now
They've got the look
And the know-how
The mirror's cracked
The gates are open

I want you back

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The Gates

The power is all on the other side. Can you hear that noise? They're on their way. Our friends need our help. Beyond the gates lie rancour, dread and cacophonous madness. We've all lost someone. But they have what they need. And the gates are open.

This is track 10 on the Hawley Road album.

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