Task Force – Another Day Lyrics
Lyrics
Chester P
- Welcome to the otherside of happiness and lullabys
- where tiny mercenary eyes smoulder from the gutters life
- the glow of dying glory in the embers of a mothers pride
- cause Nathan was a loving child until his older brother died
- see he was sitting eating porridge when the soldiers come
- to tell his aging mum she had outlived her oldest son
- and now she wept they said your son had died a hero's death
- they took a nervous breath both saluted turned around and left
- now Nathans heart is filled with hatred for Afghanistan
- along with every muslim 'cause he thinks they're all the Taliban
- While from a mountain home another child without a name
- is waiting for her father with some food and neither ever came
- her father died from a bullet wound a mile away
- he died without a weapon while the guilty fled to hide in caves
- its just another life, sadly its another day
- that left a little girl with only martyrdom to pave her way
- she grew with clerics filled with hatred as her ruling guide
- and trained her in explosives for a homocidal suicide
- there is no moral to a story that was bred at war
- and all there is to say im sure at some points all been said before
- its just another life, sadly just another day
- and sadder still another just the same is never far away
- its just another life and sadly just another day
- and sadder still another just the same is never far away
Hook
- we live, we die, thats life, i guess
- there's war, famine, hate and death
- there's them, there's us, there's you, there's me
- we live, we die, we rarely free
- but love exists in strength in mind
- and all good things will come with time
- so raise your fists, and sing with me
- i'm god, i'm strong, i'm proud, i'm free
Farma G
- welcome to the otherside of happiness and lullabys
- where people cast their sleepy eyes focused on the world outside
- overlooking power struggles that they hear inside
- and constantly remain in self denial as their world divides
- now Pratrick visits dad at the cemetary
- who was killed as he was marching through the town of Derry
- and generations of his family have also suffered
- another loss of bloody sunday that they wont recover
- all this dying for relgion and its politics
- had Patrick at the bar getting drunk saying "fuck the English"
- then somewhere in a London estate
- Terrry hates the Irish and thinks they all support the IRA
- cause back in '92 his little sister passed away
- a bomb inside a van that took her life and he cant take the pain
- he wants to die and take her place but he knows he cant
- so now he's filled with hate and loves to fight given any chance
- and these are families from 2 different nations
- related by their grief, pain and frustrations
- its always hard to heal the wounds that were caused by war
- when its difficult to understand what we're fighting for
- its just another life, sadly just another day
- and sadder still another just the same is never far away
- its just another life and sadly just another day
- and sadder still another just the same is never far away
Hook
- we live, we die, thats life, i guess
- there's war, famine, hate and death
- there's them, there's us, there's you, there's me
- we live, we die, we rarely free
- but love exists in strength in mind
- and all good things will come with time
- so raise your fists and sing with me
- i'm god, i'm strong, i'm proud, i'm free