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(Anderson)
And the slightest confrontation Was dissolved before the start Each man Belonged To each as one clear hand. Asking only comfort creation He divided to the least Each man Open Set sights to new lands. And do remember you The first to venture First to gain Exploring daylight Clearer than the Talloplanic views And there they were inside The Moorglade to move and to chant All through force to position As rhythm raced inside the ship came alive And was struck to the soul of perception And raised our head to space Beyond all the mass and the mountains The sun they were headed Headed Word of life rejoice the sunlight Course the flower to open wide Open They ride Climb into the dark sky Such a moment kindly lingered They set sail from Tallowcross... (A light to lead you Is taken from the massland to the East As words are spoken All courage be the token As the feast) Wide Eyed Removing The precious moment we have seen... |
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You can feel it coming
With the morning light And you know the feeling's Gonna make you feel all right Almost close enough to Hold out your hand Span the distance, store resistance To attack is to retreat All you've got to do is Hold out your hand For the treasures of the universe Are lying at your feet You can hide it, lose it But it's always found You can laugh it off But it always comes back on you, so true True is true enough to Hold out your hand Forward motion, life promotion To reverse is to repeat All you've got to do is Hold out your hand For the treasures of the universe Are lying at your feet Hold out your hand Span the distance, store resistance To attack is to retreat Almost close enough to Hold out your hand For the treasures of the universe Are lying at your feet |
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Standing in the street,
Making me so weak. I'm just mentally detached from the people around me. Learning by the rules Children soon find out Drunken fathers' tools Get handed on down by generation. A young boy soon knows his destination. Give him a chance and he'll, Break away from it all. Individuality just won't let him stall. It might have been that every sound we made Went unrealized. Till all of us stopped to look round, Any of them could have left town. We've come to watch their personality change. Individuality put us out of range. |
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Two sided through four sides,
We slide. Are we up, are we down? Twirling round and round. Spectral spaces found. Leaves enjoy their Autumn. Do you like the fall? Suppose yourself above it all. In our self-made worlds. Well, I met her when an old established Twining friendship failed. You'd think by now It would be right, that I'm not nailed To some obscure note. That runs along a board In our self-made worlds Do we rote. Changes into harmony. Revolutions oiled to that symphony. |
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In the shadows of the fading light
Nothing in sight, nothing in mind Nothing gained when you're feeling restrained The more you look, the more you'll find Take a bite from the apple of life's Not as bad, as it's right, as it's right And I think you could be Lucky tonight By the fates that drive us on Upon the sea we swiftly sail In the wake of the carnival trail The more we try, the less we fail You and I, the more we strive In our search for truth, love And honesty could be Lucky tonight From the trees by the silvery sands To the ice of the golden midnight lands Runs a thread of the tears that are shed With laughter on the other hand Keeping up with the plans and the schemes Chasing dreams, hard to tell what it means But I think we could be Lucky tonight |
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