Private Sorrow
The Pretty Things
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Heaven's rain falls upon Faces of the children who look skyward. Twisting metal through the air, Scars and screams So you might know his fury. [Chorus] See shells whistle, Let your mind drift away. See shells whistle, Let yourself hide away. Men walking tall Looking so small. Green trees of life disappearing. Mouthing the sounds. Face clowning the frowns Black the lips of command. Torn in the heart. You're playing the part Courage it is so demanding Loud brass in bands. Marching through lands. Life snatching hand is near. Heaven's army falls upon. The skirts of mother earth and then flies skywards. Twisting wings through the air Lift the souls, So you might know his fury. [Chorus] Dressed in white silk of rain You marry the pain. As you kneel in a church of bright steel A new morning arrives. You share the same skies. Umbrella-ring a land full of peace As the memory fades On the edge of a blade. You'll return you 're sure that you will. From the frame in your hand A smile expands. Hangs from a thread of glass tears.
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Written by: ALAN EDWARD WALLER, JOHN CHARLES ALDER, PHILIP ARTHUR DENNIS MAY, RICHARD CLIFFORD TAYLOR
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