Albert Bouchard – Independence Day Lyrics
Artist: Albert Bouchard
Song: Independence Day
The rifles shoot In hunger for the absolute
Of dark and light
The sugar cane of sacrifice
This new world’s wondrous
But no place of grace
We’re going to have
A land of our own
Plutonia
Black mirror’s call
From an attic in old Cornwall
Ten years or more
Spoiling for the first world war
While the old world waits
A new life incubates
We’re going to have
A land of our own
Plutonia
Exposed at last
The rush of time the future past
The fertile soil
Inseminates this inception
More powerful then some It’s time has comе
We’re going to have
A land of our own
Plutonia
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Release Year: 2021