Courage
New Model Army Lyrics


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We walk every morning in silence

Past the mills on Whetley Lane

Where the lights went out for the very last time

And they never came on again
The spokesman all shred crocodiles tears

In the glory of the News at Ten

But the proudest eyes are long since dry

And they're never going to cry again

Ch: Dear Friend, I salute your courage and I toast to your health

And I wish you all the luck in the whole wide world

May you never be broken like they say you will

Waking up sudden from a nightmare - you were walking the line in pain

With a shaven head to the slaughterhouse and you never came back again

But she took me in her arms and she held me

Close tight for a minute or two

And we laughed and smiled and closed our eyes

Slept again thinking of you

And the way that it is, the way that it really is

With the money talking and a scapegoat lover

With the painted face of a scolding mother

And I salute your courage and I toast to your health

And I wish you all the luck in the whole wide world

May you never be broken like they say you will be

Now lost in time, cut off from history





This is not knowledge, this is information

Overall Meaning

The song “Courage” by New Model Army is a poignant piece that speaks to themes of loss, grief, and resilience. The opening lines describe a solemn walk through a desolate landscape, past abandoned mills where the lights have gone out and the people have gone silent. The second stanza is a condemnation of those who use tragedy as a means of garnering publicity, shedding false tears for the sake of the cameras. The chorus is a heartfelt tribute to a friend who has endured great hardship, and a wish for their continued strength and good fortune. The third stanza shifts focus to a personal loss, possibly the death of a loved one, and the comfort that can be found in the arms of those we care about. The final lines speak to the importance of knowledge over information and the danger of being cut off from one’s history and roots.


One interpretation of this song is that it is a tribute to those who have faced great adversity, particularly those whose struggles have been ignored or overlooked by the mainstream media. The abandoned mills and silent streets represent the forgotten working class, while the crocodile tears of the spokesman allude to the hypocrisy of politicians who only offer empty platitudes in the face of tragedy. The chorus offers a message of hope and solidarity to those who have suffered, reminding them that they are not alone and that their courage and resilience is worthy of praise.


Overall, “Courage” is a powerful and moving piece that speaks to the human capacity for both survival and empathy in the face of hardship.


Line by Line Meaning

We walk every morning in silence
We walk together quietly every morning


Past the mills on Whetley Lane
We walk by the mills located on Whetley Lane


Where the lights went out for the very last time
It's the place where the lights went out for the last time


And they never came on again
And they never illuminated that place again


The spokesman all shred crocodiles tears
The representative pretends to cry while hiding his true intentions


In the glory of the News at Ten
Showing sadness and concern during the evening news


But the proudest eyes are long since dry
Those who initially showed strength now have no tears left


And they're never going to cry again
They have seen too much and are unwilling to show weakness again


Dear Friend, I salute your courage and I toast to your health
I admire and congratulate you for your bravery and celebrate your well-being


And I wish you all the luck in the whole wide world
I hope that everything works out for you in the best possible way


May you never be broken like they say you will
I hope you never experience the hardships they predict for you


Waking up sudden from a nightmare - you were walking the line in pain
You were in distress and experiencing a difficult situation


With a shaven head to the slaughterhouse and you never came back again
You were sent to be killed at the abattoir and didn't return


But she took me in her arms and she held me
She embraced and comforted me


Close tight for a minute or two
For a brief period, we were close and intimate


And we laughed and smiled and closed our eyes
We joked, smiled and relaxed a bit


Slept again thinking of you
I slept and thought of you again


And the way that it is, the way that it really is
Reality, as it truly exists


With the money talking and a scapegoat lover
Money speaks and they blame an innocent person


With the painted face of a scolding mother
With a mask representing a harsh, judgmental mother figure


Now lost in time, cut off from history
Forgotten, disconnected from the past and history


This is not knowledge, this is information
This is not wisdom, it's just data




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: JUSTIN EDWARD SULLIVAN, ROBERT CHARLES HEATON

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@DavidKAnderson

I've adored this song for damn near thirty years now. Brilliant, as are so many of theirs...

@patkelly3966

Ity sorta set the nxt gamble

@rickinblack4392

The only band that have remained truly authentic. Thanks for posting a remarkable song

@patkelly3966

i fully believe that they can't be the only band but for the life of me I can't think of another

@ELEcomments

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@MyMongo100

This is not knowledge, this is information- This is not just music- this is passion

@Keinlicht

One of those singularly amazing new model army songs whose baseline shakes you to your worn out leather boots.

@patkelly8309

Or your worn out clogs!

@aalomszuszook

Thanks for posting it. This song means a lot to me...

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