The Bitter Suite VI: Abandon

Strangers in the soil, so hide your enmity Are you living up to ghosts or does virtue disagree? Oh... Use your gifts for good, rescue them from greed Find a proper voice as a thistle in the wreath Oh... [Chorus] Move them to truth, far from ruin And barricade the myth I made, the wolves at bay I know that history fades and sympathy dithers away The City's Son living under my thumb You couldn't compromise, so keep playing with fire Oh... [Chorus] Move them to truth, far from ruin And barricade the myth I made, the wolves at bay I know that history fades and sympathy dithers away