One By One
Listen
to the hidden hours
That
fall white in the rain
Hearing
the breathless cables
And
take a look around.
Forever
you’ve trusted who we are
Going
down the line to heaven
Driven
together and given hell
But
still she burns incense
Like
the oil from the wells.
So
quiet, it’s hard to hear
The
sound of an assassins gun
And
the death of romance
As
one by one, by one,
A
million hollow faces
Fall
down in a corpse of tears.
One
more night spent
Watching
proud
As
all the countries around her
Come
crushing down to the floor
And
everything seems....
And
everything just seems....
ONE
BY ONE
By A R J Abranson
26-04-92/11:10
(Taken from 'Wild Card Symphonies')