Great Divide

from by Mark Ayling

/

lyrics

The tap-wire telegraph buzzes into life
The bloodied hands twisting the knife
Disguising the story between the lines
Sensationalised through jaundiced eyes

We don't see the plotting between truth and lies
and propaganda buried beneath black and white
On through the night these rumour mills churn
On and on.....

They control the balance of power, yet they talk of peace
But it's all just hollow words from my TV screen
It means nothing in these streets

So for salvation we look to the skies
The thunder above us as brave heroes fly
On the orders of the protected few
(The short sighted view)

So we distract ourselves and try to get back to our lives
But the paranoia spreads, deeper and deeper they've pushed this wedge
Where once you would be my brother, now we're strangers to one another
But we have nowhere left to hide on either side of the great divide

This is not our fight
No this is not our fight
This is not our fight
But you won't read that in black and white

credits

from Nowhere Left To Hide, released June 1, 2018

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Mark Ayling UK

A lifelong drummer, Mark Ayling has branched out into the world of acoustic music. Discarding the usual folk/acoustic influences such as Bob Dylan and Woody Guthrie, Mark takes his inspiration from artists as diverse as The Jam, New Model Army, The Specials, Motorhead and Joy Division, creating a sound that has the energy of punk whilst retaining the melodic elements of the acoustic guitar. ... more

shows

contact / help

Contact Mark Ayling

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Mark Ayling recommends:

If you like Mark Ayling, you may also like: