Blind Curve - Live

It wouldn't be incredible
If we could retrace all the collisions
All the lives that we lived here
All response

Wasted, I've never been so wasted
I've never been this far out before
Perimeter walk

There's a presence, here
I recognise, I recognise a presence
Of a child
Could have been ancient
And could have been mystical
And could have been ancient
And could have been mystical

I recognise a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A misplaced childhood

A childhood, a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A misplaced childhood, a misplaced childhood

A childhood, a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A childhood, a childhood
A childhood

I saw a war widow in a launderette
Washing the memories from her husband's clothes
She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes

I see convoys curbcrawling West German autobahns
Trying to pick up a war
They're going to even the score
Oh, I can't take any more

I see black flags on factories
Soup ladles poised on the lips of the poor
I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the alleyways
Does anybody care?
I can't take any more
Should we say goodbye?
Goodbye

I see priests, politicians
And heroes in black plastic body-bags under nation's flags
I see children pleading with outstretched hands
Drenched in napalm, this is no Vietnam

I can't take any more
Should we say goodbye?
How can we justify?

And they call us civilized