When I Call out Your Name
When I Call Out Your Name.
So what happens if we get away?
I'm so far ahead of you
That soon I'm closing in on you,
I can see where this is going,
I can see all your old mistakes.
This crucifixions thirsty work.
Bet your purple robe on that.
Strip a life down to the skin,
No telling what you'll find within,
He chained her to their wedding bed,
Platted flowers and feathers in her hair,
Sipped coffee from his Starbuck cup
Then he whispered in her ear:
Our tortured hearts
And our shattered dreams,
Were you there when I called out in despair?
All that guilt, all our regrets,
All we're trying to forget.
Were you there when I cried out your name?
I waited for outside Srebrernica,
In Buchenwald, Auschwitz, Homs and Aleppo.
Up to my knees in golden teeth,
Converse Shoes and Yanky caps.
I watched refugees in Hungary,
Being chased across the frosted fields,
By police that looked like the SS
Deporting Jews back in '43.
Hammer home those rusty nails,
Of spiney thorns a crown they'll make.
When skin is scourged,
And flesh laid bare,
They'll boast of their brave deeds.
Tortured hearts
Shattered dreams
Are you there when we call out in despair?
All our guilt, all our regrets,
All the things we can't forget
Are you there when we cry out your name?
So sail your boats out on the ocean,
Then raise your voices up to heaven.
Sing Basar-Al-Assad, IS,Taliban,
Sing Alshabab and Boca Haram.
Then land on the beaches of the 'enlightened' ones .
They'll put you up in their holiday homes.
Let you build your Mosques,
So Allah hears your prayers,
And Exorcise their racist fears.
Ah come lay beside me now the moon shines bright,
We can make love,
Talk all through this night.
We can see where this is taking us,
If we make all of those old mistakes.
All the tortured hearts
All the shattered lives
Please be there if we call out in despair.
All the guilt
All our regrets
All the things we can't forget
Please be there if we call out your name.
And the children sing:
"you said that if we got away,
That we had friends,
We'd find a home,
A place to stay"...
So what happens if we get away?
I'm so far ahead of you
That soon I'm closing in on you,
I can see where this is going,
I can see all your old mistakes.
This crucifixions thirsty work.
Bet your purple robe on that.
Strip a life down to the skin,
No telling what you'll find within,
He chained her to their wedding bed,
Platted flowers and feathers in her hair,
Sipped coffee from his Starbuck cup
Then he whispered in her ear:
Our tortured hearts
And our shattered dreams,
Were you there when I called out in despair?
All that guilt, all our regrets,
All we're trying to forget.
Were you there when I cried out your name?
I waited for outside Srebrernica,
In Buchenwald, Auschwitz, Homs and Aleppo.
Up to my knees in golden teeth,
Converse Shoes and Yanky caps.
I watched refugees in Hungary,
Being chased across the frosted fields,
By police that looked like the SS
Deporting Jews back in '43.
Hammer home those rusty nails,
Of spiney thorns a crown they'll make.
When skin is scourged,
And flesh laid bare,
They'll boast of their brave deeds.
Tortured hearts
Shattered dreams
Are you there when we call out in despair?
All our guilt, all our regrets,
All the things we can't forget
Are you there when we cry out your name?
So sail your boats out on the ocean,
Then raise your voices up to heaven.
Sing Basar-Al-Assad, IS,Taliban,
Sing Alshabab and Boca Haram.
Then land on the beaches of the 'enlightened' ones .
They'll put you up in their holiday homes.
Let you build your Mosques,
So Allah hears your prayers,
And Exorcise their racist fears.
Ah come lay beside me now the moon shines bright,
We can make love,
Talk all through this night.
We can see where this is taking us,
If we make all of those old mistakes.
All the tortured hearts
All the shattered lives
Please be there if we call out in despair.
All the guilt
All our regrets
All the things we can't forget
Please be there if we call out your name.
And the children sing:
"you said that if we got away,
That we had friends,
We'd find a home,
A place to stay"...
Credits
Writer(s): Desmond O'leary
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