Letra de Hanging In The Wire (Demo)
Davey, see the mist rise over no man's land Davey sees in front of him a smashed up waste-ground There are no fields or trees, no blades of grass green Just unburied cocky ghost hanging in the wireDavey hangs in the wire, limbs pointing upwards There are no birds singing "The White Cliffs of Dover" There are no trees to sing from, Davey cannot hear the wind Far off, a symphony Do you hear the guns beginning?Davey's in the mist rising Over no man's land In the battered waste-ground The big guns firing