Lost Patrol lyrics

Artist  : Big Country 
Song : Lost Patrol



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 We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by
the tide
The compass of decision falls always on one side
But many went before us, and still the cries are
clear
There is no beauty here, just the stench of wine
and beer

We save no souls
We break no promises

We can do nothing more than move on headlong
through the gloom
The thorn between our lips is the missionaries
tune
Men with open arms turn their faces half away
Observe as we approach that we have not come to
save
We stand as thick as vines though the fruit is
torn away
There is no beauty here, friends, just death and
dark decay