Pulled Apart By Horses - Bob Geldof

If I stand up on the wall again

And looking round I see the mote in every eye

And the sky chokes up with dust

That spirals into black infinity and things

And I feel your heat

I feel it all around

Then take my hand

Fade into light

I feel the strain

And you say alright

These things will pass

Nothing can last

At least not like this I think

But how does it feel

Pulled apart by horses that’s how I feel

If I called out all the places where

Brutality still stamps and tramples everything

And the dignity of peoples lives

Lives only in their eyes and in their suffering

For the third and second rate ideas

Whose time has been and gone

Then take my hand

Straighten me out

You say o.

k

But be in no doubt

These things exist because of our love

Of cheap ideology

So how does that feel

Pulled apart by horses that’s how I feel