White Lies "Fifty on our Foreheads" lyrics

Fifty on our Foreheads

On the cusp of vessel 18A look of terror in our eyesThe moonlight licked the face of dangerInnocence made us like soldiersUntouchable and goldenThe quilt of darkness dotted with our teardrops

I know you're sad I'm leavingSo this may hurt a littleBut girl look from your window late tonightYou think my heart is frozenWhile yours is slowly grievingYou'll see the boy you loved start burning in the sky

We were a dozen to the projectWith a galaxy of questionsAnd all we heard was lies about the truthNo choice but be obedientLike prisoners of warCaught on the wrong side of morality and youth

We thought about our loved onesTallied fifty on our foreheadsWith the pen your mother gave me in the springThe sun beat at the windowsWithin an hour James had crackedLeft the ship and died still clinging to the wings

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