Lyrics

All is quiet
All are waiting
For a word from the wise
Someone's cooking
Up enough hate
To fill up the sky
Take me away
From the swarm
Feels like
A gathering storm
Protest singers
Songs of freedom
With words of despair
People meeting
People marching
And going nowhere
Take me away
From the swarm
Feels like
A gathering storm
Written by: Mushtaq, Terry Hall
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