Ghosts Of Dachau Lyrics - The Sound Of The Style Council - The Style Council

I close my eyes - I reach out my hand 

And there you are - beautiful in scabs 

Caressing my scalp - under the mounts of the gun towers 

I shout your name - I kick out in dreams 

And here we are - the searchlight beams 

The siren squeals - and hopeless shuffle to certainty 

The crab lice bite - the typhoid smells 

And I still here - handsome in rags 

A trouserless man - waiting helpless for dignity 

Come to me angel, don't go to the showers 

Beg, steal or borrow - now there's nothing left to take 

Except eternity 

And who will come - to flower our graves? 

With us still here - covered with dust 

Remembered by few but forgotten by the majority 

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Stay with me angel - don't get lost in history 

Don't let all we suffered lose it's meaning in the dark 

That we call memory 

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