54-40 Re-in-living Lyrics

Re-in-living Lyrics

It was cold, not feeling the cold eyes 

 were where they belong

 Huddled together feel the warmth

 Thoughts were where they belong.

 

 I walk down the road, leap a ditch

 And mount a hill despite the wind. 

 

 And he bowed on the point of going

 How loyal had they been

 Make up matters by a grand funeral

 How loyal had they been.

 

 I could say that to anyone else, 

 there was no such guilt.

 Do I have to say it to you I refuse 

 to set foot.

 

 Tired out by play and performance

 Heroic but unsung.

 Final attempt gaining guidance

 Heroic but unsung.

 

 I see what is right and I do so approve

 But I'd rather be lost and feel the groove.