Katushka ft John Pulzer What War Stole
tech house, minimal techno, Uk garage,133 PM, female voice, female voice effects, hard arpeggiator bassline, synti melody flow backroud, spoken words angry voice,EDM, live rave sound
Katushka ft John Pulzer What War Stole
tech house, minimal techno, Uk garage,133 PM, female voice, female voice effects, hard arpeggiator bassline, synti melody flow backroud, spoken words angry voice,EDM, live rave sound
Lyrics
Intro with loud angry voice
Do you have nothing better to do?
When politics ruins the people,
there is always war and everyone sweeps the garbage under the carpet.
Verse
If we counted the coins
The blood
The tears
What we traded for fire and fear
We'd see the stars we could have touched
But instead
We stayed here
Building crutch after crutch
Chorus
A moon base
No problem
Mars City
No problem
Cures for the heartache
For the pain
But war stole the dreams again and again
Verse 2
If we measured the weight of every lost chance
Stacked it higher than the rockets that never advanced
We'd see the bridges we could have built
Instead of digging trenches deep with guilt
Prechorus
What could have been
What should have been
Lost in the smoke
The deafening din
Chorus
A moon base
No problem
Mars City
No problem
Healing the broken
Healing the blind
But war took the future
Left us behind
Bridge
Imagine no battles
No lines in the sand
Just hands reaching out
Hand in hand
The universe waiting
Its doors wide open
But we chose destruction
Dreams left unspoken
Chorus
A moon base
No problem
Mars City
No problem
Healing the broken
Healing the blind
But war took the future
Left us behind
Verse 3
If we held a mirror to our scars
Traded tanks for cures
For stars
The cost of peace would seem so small
Bridge
Diseases crumble
Towers rise
No tears to cloud the children’s eyes
A city on Mars
A world that thrives
If only we chose different lives
Prechorus Spoken Words
What could have been
What should have been
Lost in the smoke
The deafening din
Chorus and outro
What could we build
What could we grow
If the seeds of war we didn’t sow
No weapons
No graves
No endless fight
Just hands to hold
Just stars at night