Bruce Cockburn
Guerrilla Betrayed
Ships moving into this cave of cloudOut of the white light up riverAt a certain point you can only dieHigh contrast resolutionOf wet rock and new snowThese bodies remind meOf tire marks frozen in the mudWe thought we could change somethingWe helped them winWe changed the slogansWe get hunted againWhen you're the fighterYou're the politicians toolWhen you're the fighterYou're everybody's foolThey move like bears through city streetsThey've got a flag flying over every factoryI'd like to put a bullet through the worldWagon full of logs with one flat tireArmed men moving down through the bushUp river at a certain point you canShips, white light, only
From Letras Mania