Procol Harum Lyrics
Fires (Which Burnt Brightly)

This war we are waging is already lost The cause
for the fighting has long been a ghost Malice and
habit have now won the day The honours we fought
for are lost in the fray

Standards and bugles are trod in the dust Wounds
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have burst open, and corridors rust Once proud and
truthful, now humbled and bent Fires which burnt
brightly, now energies spent

Let down the curtain, and exit the play The crowds
have gone home and the cast sailed away Our
flowers and feathers as scarring as weapons Our
poems and letters have turned to deceptions