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| Words and music by Tim Freedman Produced and engineered by Daniel Denholm Mixed by Rob Taylor Vocal, backing vocals, piano - Tim Freedman Kacapi zither, saron, rebana - Margaret Bradley Bass - Jackie Orszaczky Drums - Terepai Richmond Gretsch guitar, strings arranged and conducted by Daniel Denholm | |
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| We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here One among the hundreds, crying for the millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves and fix our hair "We would have all been Schindler there" Drive in silence slowly home Now horror's more than skin and bone And can you see in twenty years Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known The two-minute hate is now the three-hour love Watching the movie we'll ask how the people might have known |