Lyrics
Walker sees the mist rise
Walker observes the mist ascending
Over no man's land
Above an uninhabited area
He sees in front of him
He sees ahead of him
A smashed up waste ground
A damaged and deserted space
There are no fields or trees
There are no cultivated fields or trees
No blades of grass
No blades of grass present
Just unhurried ghosts are there
Only unhurried ghosts linger there
Hanging in the wire
Suspended in the wire
Walker's in the wire
Walker is within the wire
Limbs point upwards
Limbs extending upward
There are no birds singing
No birds are singing
The white cliffs of Dover
Describing the white cliffs of Dover
There are no trees to sing from
No trees available for birds to sing from
Walker cannot hear the wind
Walker is unable to hear the wind
Far off symphony
A distant symphony is inaudible
To hear the guns beginning
To perceive the commencement of gunfire
Walker's in the mist
Walker is surrounded by mist
Rising over no man's land
Rising above an uninhabited area
In the battered waste ground
In the battered and desolate waste ground
Hear guns firing
The sound of guns firing is heard
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