London Daughters

Come all you London Daughters And sons of the looking glass Walking through the sullied water Na na na you can’t go back Feeding on the lost and fallen Its all we’ve ever done Can you hear their voices calling Go now and put down your guns And as the old wind blows we’re going down then up Come all you Dublin fathers And your next of kin Walking through the bloodied water The cancer upon your skin When we were hit will hit back harder That’s our refrain And we’ll make the war go longer Just so they can know our pain And as the cadence calls We’re going down, down then up Can you see a light burning up ahead Or feel the wisdom in the ground Can you hear the story carried in the wind And see the bird flying up Come all you wailing mothers those who have lost so much Show us how we begin to regain your touch With your children everywhere tracing family names You’re walking miles and miles To show them the way And like the air in her lungs We’re going down then, down then up --- London Daughters - Dispatch