Hands that Pray for Nothing

The eagle leads a nation across the sea,
as tomorrow becomes today
you realise no one can hide;

But your soul endured every hour
and every body hit the floor,
they couldn't give anymore;

The clock has run out of time,auld langsine,
your hands clasped in silent prayer
pray for nothing, an eternal calm;

But passing jets scream and widows freeze,
everyone has picked a flag
everyone has the life of another;

Now they've carved your name
in the stone where you once stood,
the brass hits hard.