There's always a flow that gets in
there's always a crack
(the shadow at the back of the family photograph)
The hoax that harms the spirit
the first to arrive
and the last to confess
They've got their arms outstretched
they've got front row tickets
first to arrive for the trial
for the raid
Run for first and come in second
and we get off the road and off the record
When we spit out the names of those we betrayed