Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Broken Ocean, artist - Kingdom of Giants. Album song Every Wave of Sound, in the genre
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
Broken Ocean |
You can see them for miles |
You can count them for days |
Overlooking the ground where the dead soldiers lay |
There is a lesson to be learned from this |
The gathering clouds of war can be extinguished |
How far are you willing to take this |
How far are you willing to go |
Are you ready to go |
Whether we win or lose |
We’ve lost too much to compare the two |
Whose side are you, whose side are you on? |
Don’t let the small smudges blur out the big picture |
You fucking be the one to tell their mothers |
Their sons are never coming home |
You try to wash the blood off your hands |
But the oil’s too thick it won’t come clean |
It seems you’ve tried everything |
From black water to gasoline |
We are staring down the mother of all messes |
This is so ridiculous |
Do you have any idea what our children have in store? |
They will be fighting our wars |
Paying our debts |
They will suffer the outcome of our own regrets |
And it’s a sad fact to face to know |
That this is the truth |
Their words stagger like a drunken man |
Manipulative like the bottle in his hand |
Is the the world I see in front of me |
A world before |
Is this the world I see in front of me |
A world of war |
This is a game of chess and we are all the pawns |
It’s just a pattern they expect us to follow |
It’s just a pill they give that’s too big to swallow |
You try to wash the blood off your hands |
But the oil’s too thick it won’t come clean |
It seems you’ve tried everything |
From black water to gasoline |
So tell their mothers their sons are never coming home |
You fucking be the one to bring that news back home |
Self righteous you stand on your hill at the top |
It’s a beautiful view but how much did it cost |
You can see them for miles |
You can count them for days |
Over looking the ground where the dead soldiers lay |
Some young and some old, a family a friend |
These are women these are children |
What will it take for an end. |