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Lyrics

Well I just wonder if it's
Ever done me any good at all (Yeah, yeah)
Well I'm not so proud
But I always seem to fall (No, no)
Well it a big stumble
But it's still a little step (Yeah, yeah)
And when I look around me there's
Others that aren't even walking, walking yet

Everybody's dying to be heard (To be heard)
They shoot their guns
And they shoot their words (Shoot their words)
I can't feel it 'cause this coldness numbs
And the cut is deep before the pain comes

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I say, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel that eternal flame
I've seen it burning at the cenotaph
I've seen it burning in the pouring rain
Hey

Well, they're all together
And you know they're marching in a straight line (Yeah, yeah)
They're all going to the same place
At the same time (Yeah, yeah)
You better be careful
Else you're gonna get out of step (Yeah, yeah)
And you'll cop a packet and then
You know, there'll be nothing left

Everybody's dying to be heard (To be heard)
They shoot their guns
And they shoot their words (Shoot their words)
I can't feel it 'cause this coldness numbs
And the cut is deep before the pain comes

I say, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel that eternal flame
I've seen it burning at the cenotaph
I've seen it burning in the pouring rain
Hey
Hey

Well I just wonder
If it's always gonna be the same
Some kinda fun
But you know it's not a game
Oh no
Well it maybe dark
But the flame it always burns (Yeah, yeah)
Beside the railway station
In the memory of the soldier's tomb (No, no)
A hole in the ground is sitting
Next to the sacred square (Yeah, yeah)
There used to be something
Now there's nothing, no there's nothing there

Sayin' everybody's dying to be heard (To be heard)
They shoot their guns
And they shoot their words (Shoot their words)
I can't feel it 'cause this coldness numbs
And the cut is deep before the pain comes

I say, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel it
Well, I can't feel that eternal flame
I've seen it burning at the cenotaph
I've seen it burning in the pouring rain
Hey

Well, I can't feel that eternal flame
Well, I can't feel it
Oh, no
Well, I can't feel that eternal flame
Well, I can't feel it
Just can't feel it

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