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THEME THURSDAY: SONGS WITH 'MARCH' (LATE MARCH, DEATH MARCH)

16 / 03 / 2017
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THEME THURSDAY: SONGS WITH 'MARCH' (LATE MARCH, DEATH MARCH): meaning and examples

Happy Thursday, everyone! How's your week going? I hope it's going well.

For today's Theme Thursday, which includes another song with MARCH, we are looking at the song LATE MARCH, DEATH MARCH by the Scottish indie rock band Frightened Rabbit. It's a strange song title! A death march is definitely not a happy thing.

Definition: a walk prisoners are forced to make in order to weaken or even kill them.

I promise the song isn’t so depressing. You can listen to it here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SF3KA7RM_Bg

And here are the lyrics.
I cursed in church again, and the hand-claps all fell quiet

I watched the statue of you cry 
The candle is blown, so we start the black march home 
Through a stale and silent night


There's a funeral in your eyes and a drunk priest at your side 
Staggering sermons never wash 
There's no reproach, from the lit touch paper booth 
Got stubborn and marrow and bastard bones 
Should we just get home, sleep this off 
Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again, well...


Folded arms clutch on his side 
The bridge is out and the river is high 
This is a march death march, march death march 
Yeah, there isn't a God, so I save my breath 
Pray silence for the road ahead 
And this march death march, march death march 
Yeah I went too far


As we walk through an hour long fragment pause 
No grain of truce can be born 
My bridge is burned, perhaps we'll shortly learn 
That it was arson all along 
Can we just get home, sleep this off 
Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again. 
Well like father said, less heart and more head 
So unfurrow that brow, and plant those seeds of doubt, oh


Folded arms clutch on his side 
The bridge is out and the river is high 
And this march death march, march death march 
Ahh, there isn't a God, so I save my breath 
Pray silence for the road ahead 
And this march death march, march death march 
The dead balloons and withered flowers

Sorry cannot save me now 
And this march death march, march death march 
Think I went too far


March death march, march death march 
I went too far

March death march, march death march 
Well, I went too far, I went too far 
I went too far, I went too far 
I went too far, I went too far 
March death march 
I went too far


Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy the song. Have a great Thursday!