Don't Stand Down - Classics of Love

In this book of days we wrote there are no missing entries

We watched capital crimes take place right in front of out hand-picked sentries

This procession has gone on too long

Marching step by step behind the brass baton

Thing you can’t follow always try to include you

Signals so hollow, broadcast just to delude you

Don’t stand down

In this book of years we read there are no torn out pages

We watched waves of fear and dread proclaimed by our own state sages

Everyone becomes content with lesser joys

Maybe now it’s time to disclaim the national noise

Thing you can’t follow always try to include you

Signals so hollow, broadcast just to delude you

Don’t stand down