Robert Plant - Another Tribe - Текст песни

Another tribe - another brother

Torn between his lover and the gun

Another god - another mother

Weeps to justify the damage done


I wonder, through the lies and dirt

I wonder, will the meek inherit all the earth?


Truth collides with propaganda

Just another victim on the run

The world outside is full of candour

Seeks to justify the damage done


No wonder, so much pain and hurt

I wonder, will the meek inherit all the earth?


I think there may be a war in heaven

Paradise beneath the smoking gun

As every saint and small town saviour

Race to justify their chosen one


I wonder, as our world collides

I want to reach out there, across the great divide


Another tribe [etc repeated]