We want our brothers back — текст песни (Gone Jackals, The)

Too many believe
in some master plan
`cause it`s hard to accept
what`s not shapen by hand.
But here, under the sun,
where events can`t be undone;
once superstition`s spent -
You gotta know,
we want our brothers back.
The hurt came down
from the clear blue sky.
The sands of time
went rushing by.
It came as a shock,
we`d shut our eyes.
Is this all that`s left,
just a slow good-bye?

The curators frown
and they wax abstract.
But, man, if you`ve found love
what could matter more than that?

It`s a crime and a shame (selfish and vain)
to try to justify this pain.
I guess they`ll think what they will -
But before the dawn
they`ll want their brothers back.