For all the tears In God’s green earth We haven’t cracked In this old town ’cause we’re holding on to youth And we’re stubborn to the tooth The smell of dread And burning heads Is a sure sign That you’re in town And we’re holding on to youth And we’re stubborn with the truth Here on the shores of the sea comes the end Here on the floor on our knees comes the end Here on the shoulders of these comes the end Here when you replace me comes the end Comes the end You might also like Dirty Looks The Middle East The Fall Of Man The Middle East Blood The Middle East Here on the shores of the sea comes the end Here on the floor on our knees comes the end Here on the shoulders of these comes the end Here when you replace me comes the end Comes the end Comes the end
It’s too good. Can’t have millions of streaming users crying out their souls and realizing the meaning of their lives when they have to work away as slaves for the machine.
One of the most beautiful songs here by Engineers! So dreamy and atmospheric right up my alley of beautiful psychedelic music! Reminiscent of The Verve, Slowdive, early Pink Floyd, and Lush!
I’ve been listening to this song for over ten years now. The vocals and instrumentation are beautiful. Here in Ny this is kind of a secret song I have for myself that gives me a kind of solemn happiness.
