Duncan Sheik Star-field On Red Lines
Playground, homeland
A countryside to save
Blue skies, airspace
Soldiers to raise
And sacrifice
Strong armed Christians
Oiled up and fed
Safe as houses
Aprons of lead
And sanctified
Omens and signs
A star-field on red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
How much longer
This empire of night
The smallest subjects
All begin to fight
And multiply
Omens and signs
A star-field on red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
Omens and signs
A star-field on red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
Head down
Brace yourself
Here it comes
Head down
Brace yourself
Here it comes
Head down
Brace yourself
Here it comes
Head down
Brace yourself
Here it comes
