mariapage147:

Perfection. Great lyrics. My favourite “new-ish” band.

But we are ash, we are books
Coffee stained and overlooked
We are ornamental swords
Forged for the peace after the war
And the world has no need
Of the songs that we sang
We are savages, you and I
And we will hang, hang, hang

The tear on your cheek
Will fall ignored by the suckers to fake romance
And the hope in your heart
It will be dashed on the shore of this deadly island darling
You know that there’s no place for us
We’ll build and we’ll sweat
But there’s no place for us

No Ithaca, no home, we are Greeks in the age of Rome
With no right to criticise
The happily dull Grecian eyes
And the world has no need
Of the songs that we sang
We are savages, you and I
And we will hang, hang, hang..

(Source: thelogicaltribble)