break bread
there's a man dressed in green, i think he's an angel, i think he's an angel, he fights things he can't see, i feel his frustrations, i feel his frustrations, he crawls upstairs and he'll weep for a week, i close the doors but i still hear the shrieks, he's like a fallen woven piece of art, keep all the windows shut and under lock and key, get down the catterick barracks and hope when you're on your knees, pressure on shoulders that just cannot cope, so break bread with me, you my family, back in the room we started, breathe in the pure simplicity, break bread with them, bury the memories of those departed, breathe in, pure simplicity, when the mosque stops, the church rots, the synagogue doors have all been locked, but still the world turns, when the oil dries, the waves rise, the penitent bombs all drop in time, but still the world turns, so break bread with me, you my family, breathe in the pure simplicity, break bread with them, break bread with me, you my family, you're back in the room we started, when the mosque stops, the church rots, the synagogue doors have all been locked, but still the world turns, so break bread with me, you my family, break bread with me, you my family, break bread with them, break bread with me, you my family, there's a man dressed in green, i think he's an angel, i think he's an angel, he fights things he can't see, i feel his frustrations, i feel his frustrations
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