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I now describe my country
As if to strangers
This train is full of songs
Of local winners

And the wind surrounds the towers
And the flags they
LOOK AT US, WE'RE BLOWN AWAY.....BY THE WIND
I WANT TO SEE HOW HIGH IS THAT FLAG GONNA FLY
WHEN THE STORM COMES RAGING THROUGH
IT SURROUNDS ALL OF US
Where were we then? Is he your friend? 
Well I recommend that you look again 
Where does he stay? What is his name? 
There is no shame. He'd do
a spear in your hand
In light of our dreaming, never meant to be easy
Sometimes there'll be water, sometimes you'll be dry
Footprints in tandem, in this
at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag

On Flanders field in World War one
would come by
The forecast is zero
And the chill factors high

You know the chill factors higher
On a cold windy day
But there's no wind this
there by the Sioux
'Cause the flag was no use
The bullets all flew
Were you there by the Sioux

It makes me weep
It makes me weep
It makes me weep
back again
Is it over now, is this the end?
There's a feeling of lonesome in the wind
Tell me is it so
Don't let my heart be the last to know

I have
This white blows so softly.
The movement still is in my mind.
This flag flown in Reedsport
Will start to catch beneath the wind.
Catch beneath
This here song might offend you some.
If it does, it's because you're dumb.
That's the way it is where I come from.
If you been there too, let me see
Is he your friend? 
Well I recommend that you look again 
Where does he stay? What is his name? 
There is no shame. He'd do the same 
So what do you
We're in this alone, we bow to no one
Carved by the waves, our sacred temple
Sing the praises of no flag, we set the tone
This is no fiction, we've
Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made of,
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of,
And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming of a time
Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made off,
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of,
And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming
Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made of,
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of,
And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming of a time
the chosen one (I'm gonna need some kind of sign)
If we all cry at the same time tonight

And when that flag blows
There'll be no more wars
And when all calls
Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me

I've been dreaming
The third world breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world there's no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One
influenced by the phenomenal
While you're unable cause you're too unstable
All of your progress is minimal and that's the inescapable fact
Verbal rhyme
borders, over frontiers
Nothing will its power withstand
There is no deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is no deeper wave than this
Listen
of us

The third world breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world there´s no time for sorrow
In their world there is no
Man has the right to love but also the right to hate. There is no love without hate.
As A.S. LaVey said: "The hunter must hunt. The moment he stops,
at us, we're blown away
Right away
I want to see how high is that
Flag gonna fly when the storm
Comes raging through
It surrounds all of us
It's winds
Señor, señor
Can you tell me where we're headin'?
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Seems like I been down this way before
Is there any truth in
Six months isn't very long to find yourself in this scene
We are blinded by uncertainty
Image means everything, not what you hold true
The distance