The mute lie choking in the green fields of England - my England.
Scorched in their own inheritance,
Burning in a hand-me-down Hiroshima
A man-made prison called progress.
And who's going to profit
When the dawn breaks ray
And when the railways are deader than the people
And when the watch has stopped, for good?
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