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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crippled Black Phoenix
Performer
Justin Greaves
Drums
Joe Volk
Vocals
Charlotte Nicholls "Chipper"
Cello
Christian Heilmann
Bass
Daisy Chapman
Piano
Danny Ashberry
Hammond Organ
Karl Demata
Guitar
Merijn Royaards
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Greaves
Songwriter
Joe Volk
Songwriter
Lyrics
We've forgotten who we are.
As men make their own history, still they know they are chained
And bound by all the past traditions of dead generations.
So let's raise this bitter glass to us never getting through.
When I look into your eyes, I can see you see it too.
For I know that you believe in truth.
I try to channel Hughes.
Though you doubt me inconsequentially,
It gives me more to prove.
Was there some hidden grin within your face when we met last winter?
Our past still looms over us as we pretend to be friends.
We exist through history.
Inquiry and knowledge acquired by investigation.
You're like some poor Pharaoh,
(But) no more meek tales of past seasons, for tonight we must make haste.
You are the hunted King, uncrowned.
Cars collide with horses,
Like mere stings of Civilisations.
'Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.'
To quote George Santayana.
Writer(s): Justin Greaves, Joe Volk
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