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    Lying, or: Lessons and Assertions About the Past and Future of an Unwanted Inheritance

    Interim in Terra, track 3

    Featuring Peter Shillito as X.

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    hey, XI, come up the wall
    i need you to see this

    see what, X?

    here
    look at this

    what's that?

    the fighting on the other side is in its two-hundredth year
    it's happening everywhere on earth that isn't here
    we are a island, a holdout, a bastion in the fear
    a bastion whose oversight by you is drawing near
    but i can't just let you take it
    there are things you have to know
    there are mistakes that we have made
    and there are places you can't go
    and i know that you are eager
    so i'll try do this fast
    but please believe me
    it's important that you understand our past

    so there was one who brought us fame and passion
    two who flew the flag
    number three survived the outset and
    disgusted, let it sag
    when she returned, the show was different
    a nomadic tinge ingrained
    but through it all, the music
    the humanity remained
    number four was never jealous of the way that three would roam
    and so he settled in the bunker which today we call our home
    but there was subterfuge and conflict
    and four was not a strategist, per-se
    and so he perished
    in an attack by [faction a]

    and five was angry
    so angry that she left to join the war
    but after seven years of fighting couldn't take it any more
    so she came back with guns and pacifism
    fortified the bunker with her men
    and started broadcasting again
    six took the cause one big step forward and began to build the wall
    but seven tried too hard to politic and for it, took a fall
    instead of eight, we had the morrins for a time, and that was fine
    but we came back when we were due, and then i took over from nine

    so this is it? this is what you leave for me?
    a people too afraid to climb a wall?
    an idle people free of all ambition
    in a world that has been
    waiting for so many years
    for anyone but these
    these people who don't realise they could
    end the war tomorrow if they pleased?

    i could tell you i'd defend them
    i'd be lying
    i could tell you i would die for them
    but i'd be lying

    the weaponry we're sitting on does not give us the right
    to interfere with what is ultimately someone else's fight
    it's not our duty or our aim to be concerned with matters outside of the wall
    we've built utopia, to fight would be to fall
    and while yes, it is a fact that we could end the war today
    we would be throwing several hundred thousand lives — and our innocence — away
    for such a sacrifice to ever be considered as defensible
    the state of play would be incomprehensible

    every day that we do nothing there's a thousand in the grave
    incomprehensible
    is acting like there's anything to save

    you sound like doctor morrin
    implying we should be the world's police
    assuming genocide would bring the world at last to some kind of peace
    extrapolating from the fact that we've done nothing and the current trend is down
    that we must thrash our little knives outside our town

    but you are wrong
    we have remained inert these last three hundred years
    and there were times when things were perfect
    and there were times when we had tears
    but we held on
    to our sanity, our empathy, our innocence, our trust
    no debt is due, no intervention would be just

    who would you nominate, but us, to be the arbiter
    who's in a better place to know what's best for everyone involved
    it's down to us, there's no-one else, we have to halt this world's decline
    and if these people are opposed or simply ignorant, that's fine

    i could tell you; lying; etc... (x2)

    i can't just sit and listen to you promising neglect
    because these people are still people; they deserve at least an inkling of respect
    they are the last remaining pacifists, their qualities are rare
    and their innocence is worthy of your care
    it's not their politics that anger you
    it's that they sit in silence
    while the world that they inhabit hosts another year of violence
    if they knew we had the power
    they would end it i am sure
    but it would tear them all to pieces if they knew what we were for
    toats a colons joint

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