Soldier-Angelic Upstarts

[ti:Soldier] [ar:Angelic Upstarts] [al:Still From The Heart] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Soldier - Angelic Upstarts [00:49.06]In a station in the city a british soldier stood [00:53.67] [00:54.67]Talking to the people there if the people would [00:59.37] [01:00.29]Some just stared in hatred and others turned in pain [01:04.96] [01:06.10]And the lonely british soldier wished [01:08.74]He was back home again [01:10.69] [01:11.93]Come join the british [01:13.40]Army said the posters in his town [01:16.53] [01:17.70]See the world and have your come serve before the Crown [01:22.48] [01:23.38]The jobs were hard to come by [01:25.89]And could not face the dole [01:28.15] [01:29.02]So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll [01:33.66] [01:58.27]But there was no fear of fighting the empire long was lost [02:03.00] [02:03.73]Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed [02:08.47] [02:09.37]Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade [02:14.01] [02:15.04]A medal and a pension some mem'ries and a trade [02:19.79] [02:20.96]Then came the call to [02:22.43]Ireland as the call had came before [02:25.60] [02:26.63]Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war [02:31.22] [02:32.34]The priests they stood on both [02:34.54]Sides the priests they stood behind [02:37.11] [02:38.10]Another fight in [02:39.93]Jesus's name the blind against the blind [02:42.82] [02:43.99]The soldier stood between them [02:46.68]Between the whistling stones [02:48.78] [02:49.53]And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones [02:55.48]The petrol bombs that burnt [02:57.66]His hands the nails that pierced his skin [03:00.24] [03:01.45]And now wished that he'd stayed at home [03:04.04]Surrounded by his kin [03:05.78] [03:39.07]The station filled [03:41.80]With people the soldier soon was bored [03:43.79] [03:44.35]But better in the station than where the people warred [03:49.07] [03:50.02]The room filled up with mothers [03:52.83]With daughters and with sons [03:54.78] [03:55.72]Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun [04:00.42] [04:01.49]A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass [04:06.16] [04:07.27]The window of the station broke to let the package pass [04:11.96] [04:12.92]A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door [04:17.58] [04:18.59]Dragging children crying from the bomb upon the floor [04:23.38] [04:24.59]The soldier stood [04:25.92]And could not move his gun he could not use [04:29.09] [04:30.13]He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse [04:35.11] [04:35.98]He could not run to pick it up and throw it in the street [04:40.68] [04:41.36]There were far too many people [04:43.81]There too many running feet [04:46.49] [04:47.50]Take cover yelled the soldier Take cover for your lives [04:52.20] [04:52.83]And the Irishmen threw down their [04:55.40]Young and stood before their wives [04:57.92] [04:58.76]They turned towards [05:00.44]The soldier their eyes alive with fear [05:03.79] [05:04.57]For God's sake save children [05:06.69] [05:07.52]They'll end their short lives here [05:09.44] [05:10.48]The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone [05:14.93] [05:16.18]Why was this his battle God why was he alone [05:20.75] [05:21.85]He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell [05:26.44] [05:27.54]To those at home in England to those he loved so well [05:32.14] [05:33.56]He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow [05:37.88] [05:39.09]The young girls in the city parks [05:41.22] [05:41.93]How precious were they now [05:43.70] [05:44.38]The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan [05:49.47] [05:50.57]The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone [05:55.24] [05:56.32]A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake [06:00.98] [06:02.10]The soldier blown across the floor [06:04.41]His blood a crimson lake [06:06.66] [06:07.57]They never heard him cry [06:09.72]Or shout never heard him moan [06:12.47] [06:13.05]And they turned their children's faces from [06:16.17]The blood and from the bones [06:18.17] [06:19.20]The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came [06:23.88] [06:24.75]To carry off the body of a pawn lost to the game [06:29.56] [06:30.19]And the crowd they clapped and cheered [06:33.13]And they sang their rebel songs [06:35.35] [06:36.26]One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong [06:40.86] [06:42.14]But will the children growing up learn at their mothers knees [06:46.84] [06:47.75]The story of that soldier who bought their liberty [06:52.50] [06:53.46]Who used his youthful body as a means towards the end [06:58.23] [06:59.18]Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend