Текст Levellers – What’s In The Way

What’s in the way, who’s standing there?
Behind every gun, every last look of despair
Well, bring me a mirror and I’ll show you his face
Give him some peace and he feels out of place

So, lay me down
Oh, lay me down
Oh, lay me down
Lay me down

Well, he brings you famine he brings you war
His fear is compassion and his greed is for more
If you give his blood, show him love
In a land without thoughts from «above»
You compete for the truth you compete for sanity
But you want hear a word
Because his conscience is locked
They’ve imprisoned his consciense
No you won’t hear a word

So, lay me down
Lay me down
Oh, lay me down
Lay me down

Well, he brings you famine he brings you war
His fear is compassion and his greed is for more

If you give him blood, show him love
Of a land without thoughts from «above»
And he won’t listen in the dawn

So, lay me down
Lay me down