Interesting song lyrics from early 80s.. future proves past.
The Flame
On the edge of the city
In the dust of the daylight
There's a place
Where the truth cannot hide [An awakening]
There's no hell and no heaven
No sense in believing
All you have is your hope
And your pride [Grim / Patriots down and out]
Rusting iron, bricks and paper [Hollowed out cities / fiat currency]
Hold each other for shelter
So you sleep
And you call it home [Just surviving]
You may just hear [Crumbs emerge]
The sound of the calm
Before the storm [The calm before the storm]
In my heart of the country
Far away from the town
Working day after day
In the factories and mines [Middle America abandoned & sold out]
And your name is a number
And your color is black
It's the color of midnight
And coal [Treated like sheep / mass surveillance]
Well, the young men are restless [Anons]
And the old men are tired [Previous generations capitulated]
Always working for nothing
And being alone
You can feel the heat of the calm [Storm growing]
Before the storm
Well, you can move a mountain
And shut out the sky [HAARP etc]
You can put out the fire
But the flame won't die [The great awakening can't be silenced]
As the smoke settles slowly
And the crowd clears away
The shouting is over
They have nothing to say [They will not be able to walk down the street]
Nineteen voices of silence
Lying dead in the street
Nineteen voices are still now
Ten thousand will fight [Lights out / Martial Law / Patriots fight]
And you might know the voice of the calm [Q]
Before the storm