So in time the memories are wasted,
and all of the lies that cut me deep inside.
And now the only way through, taken my heart,
and burned it inside out.
So many friends with so much good advice.
The pain will disappear, and so I face the war alone,
and I want, no one, I feel so much.
Because its wasted, how can you face me?
You couldn't make me hate you any more.
It's wasted, it's wasted, how can you face me?
Given me heaven then you cut me down.
It's wasted.
And so I find, the hopes for you were wasted,
a part of the soul is dark, that used to be.
The light of hope and glory.
People you know, you turned me inside out.
I'm not gonna share the great longevity,
the dreams will never be.
And so I'll face them all alone.
And I want, no one, I feel, that it's wasted.
How can they face me?
You couldn't make me hate you any more.
It's wasted, it's wasted, how can you face me?
Given me heaven then you cut me down.
It's wasted.
Winston Churchill:
"What General Weygand has called The Battle of France is over. The Battle of Britain is about to begin. h***** knows that he will have to break us in this island, or lose the war. If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free. The light of the world may move forward, to broad Sunlit uplands. But if we fail... then the whole world will sink into the abyss of a new dark age. Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duty... So bear ourselves, that if the British Empire and Commonwealth lasts for a thousand years, men will still say 'This was their finest hour'! (The complete speech within ' The Fall Of France' page).
and all of the lies that cut me deep inside.
And now the only way through, taken my heart,
and burned it inside out.
So many friends with so much good advice.
The pain will disappear, and so I face the war alone,
and I want, no one, I feel so much.
Because its wasted, how can you face me?
You couldn't make me hate you any more.
It's wasted, it's wasted, how can you face me?
Given me heaven then you cut me down.
It's wasted.
And so I find, the hopes for you were wasted,
a part of the soul is dark, that used to be.
The light of hope and glory.
People you know, you turned me inside out.
I'm not gonna share the great longevity,
the dreams will never be.
And so I'll face them all alone.
And I want, no one, I feel, that it's wasted.
How can they face me?
You couldn't make me hate you any more.
It's wasted, it's wasted, how can you face me?
Given me heaven then you cut me down.
It's wasted.
Winston Churchill:
"What General Weygand has called The Battle of France is over. The Battle of Britain is about to begin. h***** knows that he will have to break us in this island, or lose the war. If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free. The light of the world may move forward, to broad Sunlit uplands. But if we fail... then the whole world will sink into the abyss of a new dark age. Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duty... So bear ourselves, that if the British Empire and Commonwealth lasts for a thousand years, men will still say 'This was their finest hour'! (The complete speech within ' The Fall Of France' page).