Johnny Johnson - Your Finest Hour Lyrics

Now everything is broken
And no one is safe
Your silence is golden
Your voice is erased

Crawling slowly upon the graves of the great
Shadows show in the light of day on your face

So damn tired that you cant feel a thing
Dancing with a fire and you gave it a name
One last time last chance your finest hour

When high praise is spoken
But nothing is changed
A political token
That carries no weight

Crawling slowly upon the graves of the great
Shadows show in the light of day on your face

So damn tired that you cant feel a thing
Dancing with a fire and you gave it a name
One last time last chance your finest hour

So damn tired that you cant feel a thing
Dancing with a fire and you gave it a name
One last time last chance your finest hour
Your finest hour

One more time
Just one more time
One more time
Your finest hour