Testo Spiritual America - Duke Special
Testo della canzone Spiritual America (Duke Special), tratta dall'album Under the Dark Cloth
America, 'Merica far below
Mysterious circles in desert and snow
Forest and mountain, concrete and crow
Shadow of cloud moving silent and low
Scatter like veins, connected, entwined
Rivers and lakes run like dark charcoal wine
Become albumen prints on the plates of the spine
Powder-winged mortal meets gaze of divine
Spiritual America
Spiritual America
Driven and callous, immune to the small
Exquisitely bows to the roar of the wall
Welcomes the faithful to its crass altar call
Turns a blind eye to the fragile who fall
Spiritual America
Spiritual America
All the good we could've done
Could've done for everyone
Is this the land of the setting sun?
Have we forgotten who we were?
And why we came here anyway?
So pick up the reins and kick the spur
Shackled and chained and stripped of its voice
Left in a corner to suffer the noise
Made by corporate thugs and their fat city boys
Being sick on their wealth like they hadn't a choice
Spiritual America
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Nicholas Hewerdine, Peter David Robert Wilson
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