The Camp - PJ Harvey, Ramy Essam

I saw children through a fence

Standing by blue canvas tents

I called to them, they move like ghosts

Gliding silent and remote

A girl who smiled was a straight lie

Looked like a creature out of time

A grey boy burned by cigarettes

Pushed his scarred hands through the fence

When I turned, and tried to run

I saw ten thousand children

Were laid in lines wrapped in white sheets

Along a godforsaken street

I prayed an angel from the clouds

Would free the children, free them, oh oh

I prayed and waited for an age

I waited but no angel came

I prayed an angel from the clouds

Would free the children, free them, oh oh

I prayed and waited for an age

I waited but no angel came

I prayed an angel from the clouds

Would free the children, free them, oh oh

I prayed and waited for an age

I waited but no angel came

I prayed an angel from the clouds

Would free the children, free them, oh oh

I prayed and waited for an age

I waited but no angel came

I prayed an angel would come, but no angel came

I prayed an angel would come, but no angel came

I prayed an angel would come, but no angel came

I prayed an angel would come, but no angel came