When she returned it was evening
But the darkness was in her mind
There were rooms but they were empty
There were walls but they were signed
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
But in the nursery lay her brother
Broken on the bloody floor
Killed for a name in the room where they played
Killed for nothing more
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
Into the silent beams of the twilight sun
She softly cried his name
Her childhood pride who took her side
Her figurehead through all the pain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
She writes her letters every day
To friends and neighbours far away
No thoughts of home can pass her mind
With tears for what's been left behind
Close the door now, it's over
There's nothing left, just move on
The little queen in a family dream
Of a land of plenty now long gone
And all she fears is the passing years
And the face of men long gone
And all she fears in the passing years
Is the face of men long gone
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
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When she returned it was evening
But the darkness was in her mind
There were rooms but they were empty
There were walls but they were signed
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
But in the nursery lay her brother
Broken on the bloody floor
Killed for a name in the room where they played
Killed for nothing more
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
Into the silent beams of the twilight sun
She softly cried his name
Her childhood pride who took her side
Her figurehead through all the pain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
She writes her letters every day
To friends and neighbours far away
No thoughts of home can pass her mind
With tears for what's been left behind
Close the door now, it's over
There's nothing left, just move on
The little queen in a family dream
Of a land of plenty now long gone
And all she fears is the passing years
And the face of men long gone
And all she fears in the passing years
Is the face of men long gone
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
But the darkness was in her mind
There were rooms but they were empty
There were walls but they were signed
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
With the pride of the invader
And the anger of the blind
But in the nursery lay her brother
Broken on the bloody floor
Killed for a name in the room where they played
Killed for nothing more
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
Than the cruel greed of the northern breed
And the lust of the dogs of war
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
Into the silent beams of the twilight sun
She softly cried his name
Her childhood pride who took her side
Her figurehead through all the pain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
So much to say when life was young
Only images remain
She writes her letters every day
To friends and neighbours far away
No thoughts of home can pass her mind
With tears for what's been left behind
Close the door now, it's over
There's nothing left, just move on
The little queen in a family dream
Of a land of plenty now long gone
And all she fears is the passing years
And the face of men long gone
And all she fears in the passing years
Is the face of men long gone
What had he said
What had he done
Did he cry, did he run
Did he call for his mother
In the face of a gun
In the face of a gun?
Writer: Christopher Tomkinson
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