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Airfield On Sunwick

from Black Science by Machines Dream

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This song came from Chris Belsito, who sent us brilliant lyrics about a Syrian brown bear named Wojtek that accompanied the 22nd Artillery Supply Company of the Polish III Corps in WWII. Whereas most of the songs on this album are on the dark side, this one is not. In the hell of war the soldiers' humanity was rescued by Wojtek. Our manager Eugene had the idea of asking Jakub Olejnik from Maze of Sound to add some vocals in both English and Polish.

lyrics

They were just young boys far away from home
Deported and exiled together alone
Left behind labour and notes for their mums
Given amnesty for enlistment, traded labour for guns.

'42 flowed like a river to the Caspian shores
No more code tap tap taipan' on the concrete floors
No homeland, just gun oil and flags from the east
A new army rose out of prisoners released.

Keep, keep your eyes ahead
Always keep your faith
That you're going home.

Keep, keep your eyes ahead
Always keep your faith
That you're going home
With the love of god and Wojtek.

And Wojtek.

No homeland, no country, every day was the past
As hunger and exhaustion followed them fast
No reward in the bottle or stale cigarettes
Not a time for dead memories or silly regrets.

From citizen to prisoner to soldier to gone
Toil and the training carried them along
Followed each as he shuffled up to the front
Absorbed shells in their bodies, flak in their gut

Keep, keep your eyes ahead
Always keep your faith
That you're going home.

Keep, keep your eyes ahead
Always keep your faith
That you're going home
With the love of god and Wojtek.

Moving crates of ammunition to the battle lines (repatriation)
The rolling sound of gunfire all the time (repatriation)
Chained to artillery right by their side (repatriation)
He'd watch over their bodies when they died (I dream of repatriation).

After all the orders are well good and gone
We'll demobilize you boys but we can't send you home
At the airfield on Sunwick the news broke out
"He enjoyed the war fellas, but he won't make it out".

"Throw a cigarette to your hero in his new prison home,
He enjoyed the war fellas, he'll have to go it alone"

credits

from Black Science, released June 12, 2017
Lyrics: Chris Belsito.
Vocals: Craig West.
Vocals: Jakub Olejnik (chorus and outro).

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