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Truth to Material - Lyric share


Listen to the song and sing along!






Buried Where? (I want to know)

This city needs to be proud of you

There’s nothing to show for what you made

But stones beneath the feet of strangers

Who pulled the weeds to find your grave


Why are you buried where you died

Why is there such a great divide

Why isn’t history aligned

Why are you buried where you died


Somebody needs to tell your story

The law could write your name in blue

And golden strands of heavens glory

Should pass the heritage to you


Why are you buried where you died

Why is there such a great divide

Why isn’t history aligned

Why are you buried where you died


I want to know

Who made blue stone

Who the druids were

Who the games were for

The godless children’s names

The industry remains

The artists like Burne-Jones

To walk the catacombs

The moon society

To set the spirits free

They all relate to me


Why are you buried where you died

Why is there such a great divide

Why isn’t history aligned

Why are you buried where you died



Repeat M8 (To End)


Somebody Knows


(Copywrite Rachel Mayfield)


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