Whistling to the back ends of the street
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Whistling to the back ends of the street
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Marty Byrne - Turn Away Lyrics
Marty Byrne - Turn Away Lyrics
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Whistling to the back ends of the street
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Whistling to the back ends of the street
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Whistling to the back ends of the street
The flowing rhythm meets the graveside
Where the animals reside, staring down the chain of command
In your hands, the hands of every child you turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Writer: Marty Byrne
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