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13 million tins – under gargoyles lyrics


so to this place of deep repose
repentant in these sinner’s clothes
quietude all he needs and knows

observe the silent majority

headstones proclaim in stunted rhyme
love lost devotion still sublime
deep cut are these ancestral lines
honour the silent majority

trees and blossom, a circling crow
friends of the earth and those below
and here’s a man with grass to mow
salute the silent majority

what knowledge lies just out of reach
betrayed by time and robbed of speech
and still there’s something they can teach
hark to the silent majority