Birds & Wires - The Sea and the Hills | Текст песни

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• Birds & Wires
• The Sea and the Hills

You speak with such decorum of these matters
You speak as though all is now well and forgotten
Words they come cheap, like a promise
Words lose all meaning when spoken by tyrants
I've seen the broken bodies drifting through the water
I've learned the names spoken by sons and daughters
I've heard their stories, a whisper from the ocean.