New Model Army

My People

New Model Army


Stare across the crowd, the fear and love in their faces 
The children of the tribes, prisoners of the flags unfurling 
Protect us in these changing times 
The warm embrace, the killing price... 
My people right or wrong 

Remember running from the hall as the voices screamed behind us 
I felt I'd die for you in the sunlit hills of our home 
The moments come the recede away 
The empty words, the hollow light of day... 
My people right or wrong 

And outside is cold 
Staring up at the lighted window 
And in the bitter home 
The thicker the blood the faster it keeps on flowing 

Get in your place, boy 
Let's take what's ours, boy 
Understand the price, boy 

I've seen those who try to make a life without kin for ever 
So I've taken my place uncertain at your shoulder 
The last few prayers, the whistle blow, 
And into the fray once more we go 
My people right or wrong