The Serenade Is Dead

She wakes up in the morning;
The sun is shining in her face
She turns her head around;
She shares the blanket
On which the love embraced
She looks out of the window;
It’s a lovely day outside
She tells herself
That things are fine
He pulls the sheets
To cover his eyes
The essence of the fresh air
That garden held the love affair
Thinking back their minds
Are torn in muddle and confusion

So far away another sits
Who tries to make
The best of it
He don’t know
Quite what’s hit him
It’s another love illusion
He gazes in his empty room
Eyes fixed upon her picture
The loneliness, dejectedness
God how the fuck
He’s missed her
His eyes turn turn
to the window
The military roar by
He wonders how much hatred could evolve out of the sky
What God had done
For peace on earth
What man destroyed
From day of birth
They are concerned with feelings
They’re just ashamed to cry
And one mans plan
To push the button
Means anothers sacrifice
The serenade is dead
And now the only question’s why?

Why when we are young
We’re told it’s right to love
Told it’s human nature
And that comes from God above
As time moves on we realise
That we all look from the pit
While a plan hangs above us
To keep us in the shit.

Because the minute we are born
We’re told what’s right and wrong
Raised with certain morals
Never mentioned in their songs
As we grow up
We find out that
The paths been neatly set
In a world of such destruction
We only can regret
Regret that is the word of it
As we look
For our way out of it
Why can’t they understand
We don’t want any part of it?
The pain they create everyday
That just ain’t gonna go away
We’ve got to stick together
But still you’re asking why?

The system stands strong
As our movement
Starts to crumble
The pressure we once held
Has just turned into a rumble
They’ve got us
Where they want us
And you all just accept that
Well don’t you think its time;
We started to hit back
They are the enemy;
They want a rope
Around your neck
And if they will go that far,
Then what the fuck is next?

Forget the revolution
We’ve heard it all before
Heard all of the promises
Of nineteen-eighty-four
Its an impossible task, “oh yes”
It stands before us all
Well maybe you’ll believe it
When your back’s against the Wall.

Lyrics; Conflict.
The Ungovernable Force