The Style Council - Ghosts of Dachau lyrics
[The Style Council - Ghosts of Dachau lyrics]
I close my eyes - I reach out my hand
And there you are - beautiful in scabs
Caressing my scalp - under the
Mounts of the gun towers
I shout your name - I kick out in dreams
And here we are - the searchlight beams
The siren squeals - and
Hopeless shuffle to certainty
The crab lice bite - the typhoid smells
And I still here - handsome in rags
A trouserless man - waiting
Helpless for dignity
Come to me angel, don't go to the showers
Beg, steal or borrow - now
There's nothing left to take except eternity
And who will come - to flower our graves?
With us still here - covered with dust
Remembered by few but forgotten
By the majority
Stay with me angel - don't
Get lost in history
Don't let all we suffered lose
It's meaning in the dark that we call memory
And there you are - beautiful in scabs
Caressing my scalp - under the
Mounts of the gun towers
I shout your name - I kick out in dreams
And here we are - the searchlight beams
The siren squeals - and
Hopeless shuffle to certainty
The crab lice bite - the typhoid smells
And I still here - handsome in rags
A trouserless man - waiting
Helpless for dignity
Come to me angel, don't go to the showers
Beg, steal or borrow - now
There's nothing left to take except eternity
And who will come - to flower our graves?
With us still here - covered with dust
Remembered by few but forgotten
By the majority
Stay with me angel - don't
Get lost in history
Don't let all we suffered lose
It's meaning in the dark that we call memory