1 2
They come void of laughter And all is soaked in splendour
Pathetic pointless chatter Carved out of greed and slaughter
No truth in their voice We don’t need each other
No matter what they say Just another piece of it
4 5
No answer in dark matter And at the last your captured
Nor any great collider And all your light is matter
Look outside to guide us That falls apart
Home… to form another Piece of it
6 7
And when your soul is shattered We stood in dark lit doorways
They come with slings and arrows With jingles tapping all days
To tie up your mind from one dawn to the next
To form another piece of it Another piece of it
3
Suspicious eyes will ponder.
Why the wise will wander,
From a worn out track,
All buried black with lies.
Music and Lyrics Copyright Fergal Cox 2010
credits
from The Word,
released February 27, 2014
Bass: Brian Dolan
Percussion: Eddie Carroll
Trumpet: Brian Goggin
Guitar: Fergie Milton
Backing Vocals: Eddie Keenan/Aoife Doolin
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