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Come out to the edge where it is quietWhere the ink will drain right out of youFar below the sea and its convictionsGet broken by the beach out of your viewAnd once there was a time to join the armyAnd once there was a time to hear the newsAnd once there was a time for easy silenceBut now the jury waits for youYou're caught between the mirror and the countryAnd caught up in a prayer of liar's wordsThe hounds are on your scent, you must move swiftlyThere's spies just tellin' lies of what they heardAnd once there was a time to join the armyAnd once there was a time to hear the newsAnd once there was a time for easy silenceBut now the jury waits for youSo make yourself a mask of chrome and heartachesAnd give yourself a hand to turn awayOnce you heard a choir when you were dreamin'And you wish you could remember it todayAnd there may be a time to join the armyAnd there may be a time to hear the newsAnd there may be a time for easy silenceBut now the jury waits for you From Letras Mania