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A Whisper To Arms

from A Whisper To Arms by Tommy Ebben

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Her engine broke down in the middle of her flight
Just when he met her on a Saturday night
She was standing in the rain on the side of the road
Stuck between boredom and an overload

She said: ‘I know this is kind of a silly situation
But I think there’s a disease running through our generation
The problem ain’t that we got too much to lose
It’s just that we got too much too choose’

Can you hear it
Through everyday’s false alarms

A Whisper To Arms

He left his childhood pictures shattered across the floor
Said ‘I used to be a promising kid, but I ain’t a kid anymore
There’s supposed to be a golden future waiting for me
But I’m not even half way and all out of energy’

Maybe we’re part of a dying breed
We can shovel away until our hands bleed
But either this engine is all out of steam
Or just runs on coal, and not on dreams

Can you hear it
Through everyday’s false alarms

A Whisper To Arms

I lay awake at night ‘cause I hear voices
Saying my life’s been nothing but a chain of wrong choices
I’m so tired in the morning and I sleep the day away

I went to the doctor and he gave me some pills
Just to hold a job so I can pay my bills
But I threw ‘em away and I ain’t gonna take ‘em no more

‘Cause I can hear it
Through everyday’s false alarms
Yes I can hear it
Through fake problems and false alarms

A Whisper To Arms

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from A Whisper To Arms, released October 10, 2011
Words by Tommy Ebben
Music by Tommy Ebben, Maarten Rischen and Thomas van den Berg

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