Текст песни Storming the Bastille

We were always on our own-
we were seeing things breaking down for once, crossing fingers until it comes full circle.
The shimmer of light or the blinding sun-
now watch as we talk about how we acted,
we were living in the streets then.
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if only our hearts were as big as our imaginations, pulling bullets from our pockets.
I was there when it all fell down,
this play is the justification of what we hated, now we can see our deaths or the opera.
It's 68 it's 68- the year false hope died.
You can see the fear-
it's the shadows on the wall...