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recorded live at Crieff artspace.
song written by George Abbott.

Lyrics

In search of the men who never returned
In search of the souls who were lost
Time marches on their tears are all gone
No one is waiting waiting for word waiting for word.

In search of the lives the lives which were lost
We measure the cost day after day
But true to themselves they never gave in
No one is waiting waiting for word waiting for word

Chorus.

Why should we be waiting
Why should we be searching
Why should we be hoping
Because we can
Because of them.

Where are we now has anything changed?
The killing and dying goes on and on
The young men of this life and those of the past
And all who were waiting waiting for word waiting for word…

Chorus

In search of the lives the lives which were lost
We measure the cost day after day.
But true to themselves they never gave in
No one is waiting waiting for word waiting for word.