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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