Capo on 3 Intro: On this day all the trees in Rhodesia are aflame As the eyes of the griever With flowers of aching replete And my mind's overflowing with vengeance For to pine is not an occupation but a sentence And in time we will all be faking retreat Have you got rid of it yet? This faith corroded with neglect Can we ever hide the hurt? At least at night the harvest sun's yoke Is rising like rebel smoke Beyond the oceans in swirls And it will shame us now And it will shame us still And it will shame us now And it will shame us still Am for 4 beats What a hollow promise from hollow men What a shallow grave for shallow men You're the bull that paws the earth The leopard that teaches to run You're the crocodile that eats the sun So we walk on through and beyond The failures of men And we know there's a void at the center of everything And it will shame us now And it will shame us still And it will shame us now And it will shame us still play that last part again, but peppered with the following lyrics and play until end It was wrong to come here I was wrong to come here