Letras de The Power and the Glory

Church steeple, songs of a bird
Soft crying, nobody heard
Lives are passed around
Eyes look at the ground
Wind can whistle cold
And the rich men don′t grow old

The seed is sown, no harvest to collect
Just second class, a factory reject
And for a few, the power and the glory

Hearts breaking, don't make a sound
Landlord buys ten acres of ground
Castles in the air
Climb them if you dare
Look, don′t try to see
To be is not to be

The seed is sown, no harvest to collect
Just second class, a factory reject
And for a few, the power and the glory

For some it's cold
For some it's warm
For some it′s sunny
While men still look in the street outside
For milk and honey

The seed is sown, no harvest to collect
Just second class, a factory reject
And for a few, the power and the glory
The seed is sown, no harvest to collect
Just second class, a factory reject
And for a few, the power and the glory