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A Thin Cold Line
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A song of failed media and of sacrifice, or rather, who makes them in a time of war from the new album A Thin Cold Line
electronica pink floyd prog ambient gothic progressive rock david bowie peter gabriel artrock one man band
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There is truth and there are lies Outside of that is noise626 Forever pushing the boundaries of ambient gothic art rock. Music from the Other Side
noise626 is a tour de force in electronic/ambient/progressive rock unlike anything you may have heard. And in this era of cookie cutter bands putting out cookie cutter music, it's a wonder to see sounds influenced by the progressive rock of the past and the electronic based music of the present. Together, it represents a new era of rock music. And it's music to your ears. Firstly, much love, blessings and thanks for all the hard work, sleepless nights, and unending support to Joshywa and Pharoahmoan Productions! You have no idea how much you make my day brighter! Front page photo by the amazing noise626 music can be purchased at the following online stores: CD Baby is my mainline for our CDs :) But wait! That's not all! You can also purchase individual tracks from these fine folks: and, of course, right here on Soundclick! Thank you kindly for listening... Stay strong! pax ant
Song Info
Charts
Peak #143
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Ant Graham
Rights
2004 Noise626 Publishing
Uploaded
November 18, 2004
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MP3 7.0 MB 128 kbps 7:41
Story behind the song
Watching too much 24 hour cable news, hearing the words of too many who are phony tough and brave when out of range, and of seeing the coffins of too many kids.
Lyrics
I see shadows spread across blank faces I see doubt in their eyes Blind to the reasons why The way things must be Clouds on the horizon Bring storms to the gates As we raise our lances Against the armies of fate We do our duty Until the last We unfurl our banners For our hallowed land Take our lives Spill our blood The orders given From the rear The lost and hungry Will defend The mighty Who cannot defend themselves? It would seem Have you seen my friends? The ones who cried for you? Have you laid your wreathes Of guilt and shame Amongst the graves of young men Poor men Dead men Is the pin on your lapel? The extent of your sacrifice? He said “Better their blood than mine” Have you seen my friends The ones who bled for you? Have you find the truth in the wasteland Of 24 hour television? Did the embeds show you pictures? And did the flag draped coffins Offend your hard fought ignorance? Have you seen my friends? The ones who died for you? Did they complain too loud? And did they wonder in your hearts if the words were true? Were they in the wrong tax bracket? And will you look them in the eye When they ask you Where were you?
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