Song Description
Pink Floyd-esque, male vocal but could be good for ballsy female. Deals with frustration of war.
| Song Length |
6:07 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
World |
Similar Artists |
Pink Floyd |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
In the hours before the morning I can still pretend
It?s a peace I understand
All at once its shattered by a cold familiar face
Can?t believe you?ve come around again
Verse 2
Searching for a reason pointless possibilities
Death extends its morbid hand
Best of intentions I stand naked in the dawn
My spoils strewn across the land
Chorus
Blue skies, butterflies
Where do we go now from here
So who?s to blame
Now that nothing?s changed
It?s a requiem for the Promised Land
Verse3
The ignorance and blindness I can?t comprehend
Are we so different in the end
When the words of faith become the words of fear
We mourn the passing of a friend
Verse 4
When all is said and done who will tell the tale
Will there be a solitary tear
Echoes of a voice that finds no one to hear
Or will these words someday ring clear
Chorus
Blue skies, butterflies
Where do we go now from here
So who?s to blame
Now that nothing?s changed
It?s a requiem for the Promised Land