Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Red Sands , by - Anne Clark. Song from the album Pressure Points, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1984
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Red Sands |
| Blood on the sand |
| Blood on the hands |
| Of a handful of madman |
| What a way to see the world |
| Through the smeared window of a tv-Screen |
| Technicolour assasinations |
| Assasinations that make me scared and afraid |
| Afraid of the streets that breed malice and hatred |
| Those with their heads bowed to the darkness |
| Those who can’t see for the glave of the light |
| Those without strength |
| Who can’t raise hands yet alone guns |
| Become prisoners of concience |
| Though not your concience |
| You cheer and rejoice as life trickles away |
| Through the outlets you give in the shape of a gun |
| Our world is slipping quickly away |