Bruce Cockburn – Grim Travellers lyrics

Ministers meet -- work on the movement of goods Also work on the movement of capital Also work on the movement of human beings As if we were so many cattle Grim travellers in dawn skies See the beauty -- makes you cry inside Makes you angry and you don't know why Grim travellers in dawn skies Twelve mercenaries got weapons primed Gonna take that African nation in record time You wonder why they bother, why not leave it alone They say, "Every man wants to retire to a place he can call his own" Those grim travellers in dawn skies See the beauty -- makes them cry inside Makes them angry and they don't know why Grim travellers in dawn skies Redness, richer than a rose Blooms against the backdrop of somebody's white clothes Bitter little girls and boys from the Red Army Underground They'd blow away Karl Marx if he had the nerve to come around They're just grim travellers in dawn skies See the beauty -- makes them cry inside Makes them angry and they don't know why They're grim travellers in dawn skies Down on the plain of 10, 000 smokestacks Trucks butt each other to establish dominance The newspaper next to me leans over and says matter-of-factly "Sacred mountains towers above meadows" - uh huh - and above us Grim travellers in dawn skies I see the beauty -- makes me cry inside It makes me angry and I don't know why We're grim travellers in dawn skies Explain Request ×

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