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anne clark - red sands lyrics

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blood on the sand
blood on the hands
of a handful of madmen

what a way to see the world
through the smeared window of a tv-screen

technicolour -ssasinations
-ssasinations that make me scared and afraid
afraid of the streets that breed malice and hatred

those with their heads bowed to the darkness
those who can’t see for the glare of the light
those without strength
who can’t raise hands let alone guns
become prisoners of conscience
though not your conscience

you cheer and rejoice as life trickles away
through the outlets you give in the shape of a gun

our world is slipping quickly away

- anne clark lyrics

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