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    Al Stewart - Roads To Moscow
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    They crossed over the border the hour before dawn
    Moving in lines through the day, most of our planes
    Were destroyed on the ground where they lay waiting
    For orders we held in the wood, word from the front never came

    By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away
    Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away
    Through the trees crossing their lines in the mists in
    The fields on our hands and our knees and all that I ever was able to see

    The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze
    All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine
    Smolensk and Viyasma soon fell, by autumn we stood
    With our backs to the town of Orel

    Closer and closer to Moscow they come, riding the wind like a bell
    General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill, winter brought
    With her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads gluing
    The tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow

    And all that I ever was able to see the fire in the air
    Glowing red silhouetting the snow on the breeze
    In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures
    Stagger through the winter falling back before the gates of Moscow
    Standing in the wings like an avenger

    And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest
    Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a promise
    You'll never know, you'll never know
    Which way to turn, which way to look, you'll never see us

    As we're stealing through the blackness of the night
    You'll never know, you'll never hear us
    And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming
    The morning road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming

    Two broken Tigers on fire in the night flicker
    Their souls to the wind, we wait in the lines for the final
    Approach to begin, it's been almost four years that
    I've carried a gun at home it'll almost be spring

    The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to Berlin
    Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground
    The old men and children they send out to face us
    They can't slow us down and all that I ever was able to see

    The eyes of the city are opening now it's the end of the dream
    I'm coming home, I'm coming home now you can taste
    It in the wind, the war is over and I listen to the clicking
    Of the train wheels as we roll across the border

    And now they ask me of the time that I was caught
    Behind their lines and taken prisoner
    "They only held me for a day, a lucky break", I say
    They turn and listen closer, I'll never know, I'll never know

    Why I was taken from the line and all the others?
    To board a special train and journey deep into the
    Heart of holy Russia and it's cold and damp in the transit camp
    And the air is still and sullen and the pale sun of October

    Whispers the snow will soon be coming
    And I wonder when I'll be home again
    And the morning answers never and the evening sighs
    And the steely Russian skies go on forever
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