The Last Flight of Dag Hammarskjold

The Last Flight of Dag Hammarskjold - Latin Quarter

Written by：Steve Skaith/Steve Jeffries

There's a plane across the moon

As a nation finds it's feet

There are listening posts in Cyprus

That can track a man's heart beat

There's a plane across the moon

As a nation holds it's breath

There are trades on hold in London

Waiting on Lumumba's death

You say

Yeah

But that was then and this is now

That was then

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then

Again again again again

There's a plane across the moon

As a nation spreads it's wings

There are cables out of Washington

In code a darkness brings

There's a plane across the moon

As a nation leaves the nest

Just send the thugs some dollars

And greed will do the rest

You say

Yeah but that was then and this is now

That was then'

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then

Again again again again

Planes and moons let business take it's course

The infant state must suffocate no profit in remorse

Moons make planes much easier to sight

Some damage is collateral Dag Hammarskjöld's last flight

You say

Yeah but that was then and this is now

That was then'

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then

Again again again again

You say

Yeah but that was then and this is now

That was then'

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then

Again again again again

You say

Yeah but that was then and this is now

That was then'

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then

Again again again again

But now is made up of then

Again again again again

Now is made up of then