THE ENEMY

The fight for freedom
Memories of a fallen blackbird
On course the enemy
So close you can feel the air he breathes

And all I know
And all I believe is safe now
From all you hide
The more you find
The more your mind is taken away
From my home
From your own
You’ve stowed away your thoughts for ever more

Of all my senses, a voice that sings with just a heap of soul.
It leads me to you, it leads me to your scary open door.

Your truth it’s sailing
Through the dark it carried on with me into the tide.
The more I find
The more my mind is taken away
From my home
From your own
You’ve stowed away your thoughts forever more.

The truth, it’s sailing
Through the dark it carried on with me into the tide
The more I find
The more my mind is taken away
From my home
From your own
You’ve stowed away your thoughts forever more