Pockets Of Pride Songtext / Lyric

There is no Christmas

Just a bleeding in the sand

Over in the distance

There's phrases of demand






Chorus:

Show us a reason for your peace of mind

Show us a reason to smile

Cause maybe the past is repeating

In front of our eyes

It's out of sight and it's out of time

There's a desert of men with pockets of pride

Ready to fight



There are no faces on the women in this place

They're rolling bandages

For the boys with a job to face



There is no Christmas

Just a bleeding in the sand

Send your brother home today

In a green plastic bag