Trojan Blue by Icehouse
The soldiers standing on the shore
Shake up their golden shields
You watch them from your room
High on the city walls
In the distance on the shifting sea
A thousand coloured sails
Is this the moment you made?
Is this the way that you planned?
You know it won't be long now
The finest treasures of kings
All of those precious things
They never tempted you
So as you stood in the ruins
How could you dare to look on?
As they burned for you...
The broken pieces of clay
And the palest eyes, painted in Trojan blue
You remember how it used to be
When you were just a girl
Nothing really mattered then
You can remember so well
How you used to hold your head so high
Those days will never return
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