Split Generation Lyrics

Split cheek

Split bone

Split generation

Dry lip

Covert

Hidden and passed over

My own hands are bloody

Sitting by the telly

Rooted like an oak tree

Stripped of its bark

Crowded in a bunker

Freed by the people

Who lined us by the river

And shot in the dark

Oceans

Apart

Embroidered in the heart

A word

A chart

Our lines let us depart

A star feeding on its own tail

Thank G-d we already set sail

A star feeding on its own tail

Thank G-d

My own hands are bloody

Sitting by the telly

Rooted like an oak tree

Stripped of its bark

Crowded in a bunker

Freed by the people

Who lined us by the river

And shot in the dark

If you can't see what I could be

Then you can't take what I've got

If I can't waken the oak tree

Then who will I be in the dark?