The Lieutenant

The Lieutenant

Ten miles marching to the front line again

And who is with us now?

And the air is getting thin

Half league marching past her tattered town again

And who is looking out?

Yeah the windows are long and thin

Hill line glowing with the fractured fire again,

But no one's moving out

Yeah, no one's giving in

Oh, raging love

Push it comes to shove

Oh, raging love

Push it comes to shove

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, yeah

Signal fires are burning down again.

The eyes of the day, yeah they're opening up again

Climbing up the ridge line, looking back again

To the village where she stays

And her outline's in the grey

Oh, raging love

Push it comes to shove

Oh, raging love

Push it comes to shove

War time. Bell chimes. Helmet's thin outline

Calm time. Bell chimes. Sleeping, soft outline

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, yeah