A Nation Of The Heartless Kind

Another Year

Lets flip the country
This one will never be what we desire,
It's got the kind of heart that we despise
Honestly

Wisdum

We've dumbed down for so long 

we cannot tell what is clever

 — David Bridie 'So Many Lies'

A Well Respected Man

He dresses how he votes.
 — David Bridie '25 stations'

Fiasco

We need wisdom more than ever
Even with the best intentions
The centre cannot hold
The centre cannot hold
 — David Bridie 'The Centre Cannot Hold'

Undone

yeah it's broken, 
the wheel's still turning
it's turning slowly in the sky

we go out searching, 
we go out climbing
we give everything a try

everybody needs some beauty
some reassurance, 
reassurance

you can tell so much about a place 
by the way they treat their own
the way they treat their own deserters

undone 
thinking this way 
undone

 — David Bridie 'The Deserters'

The Bleak

This is just a coal town
And all the people there
Are sheltering from the cold winds
On the crest of the big bleak hill

And Mary's got an argument
The argument's quite loud
And the shouting's entertainment
To the other folk around

And the gossip's been getting out of hand
It's a ruthless old sound
And no–one's out there working
'Cos there's none to be found
And when the steam builds up inside you
And there's no place to fall
Well there is nothing quite as harmful
As the slow moving day

It's a town that they make films about
Because the bleak's quite beautiful
When the light and the delicate features
Are captured very still

And so much for all the history
The Martyrs and the Kings —
When the fight that was the good fight
Was the fight that you didn't win

— David Bridie 'The Gossip'