Broken Drums - Anica

Hold on

The sky will open up for us

And show them what we lost

I know there’s something hidden in their blood

So cold, and we will see it run

So march to the beat of the broken drums

So we can believe that all we’ve done

Can be just a thing we’re not running from

But don’t try to tell me it’ll be fine

I won’t believe you this time

Hold on, they’ll beat us til we’re numb

Not one, but many moons to come

March to the beat of the broken drums

So we can believe that what we’ve done

Can be just a thing we’re not running from

But don’t try to tell me it’s okay

I won’t believe a word you say