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| 5:22 | 
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If I was a better man
Would fellow men take me to their hearts If I was a stronger man Carrying the weight of popular demand Tell me would that alarm her I'd never harm her at all If I was a soldier Captive arms I'd lay before her If I was a sailor Seven oceans I'd sail to her If I was a wiser man Would other men reach out and touch me If I was a kinder man Dishing up love for a hungry world Tell me would that appease her I want to please her again If I was a painter I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her If I was her leader On food of love from above I would feed her If I was a poet All my love and burning words I would show it If I was her lover Her eyes in kisses I would cover Come here my baby Oh they can't touch you now I'll keep you safe and warm I'll never leave you at all Come here my baby Oh they won't touch you Dishing up love for a hungry world Tell me would that appease you I want to please you again If I was a soldier Captive arms I'd lay before her If I was a sailor Seven oceans I'd sail to her If I was a painter I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her If I was her leader On food of love from above I would feed her If I was a poet All my love and burning words I would show it |
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| 2. |
| 4:07 |
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Common people living quietly in confusion
Information's giving quite a grand illusion Hearts are beating, keeping time to meet a deadline Faces pressed against the pane to watch a headline When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call you We will stand and watch them fall All our ships are sailing blindly under one sun Sending signals, calling kindly, reaching no-one Echoes sound the shifting air of empires calling Hold my hand, the shifting sand of empires falling When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call you We will stand and watch them fall Oh, we'll stand and watch them fall We confided, then decided not to follow All the slogans, taunts and charges, sound so hollow With open minds across the border, we have waited But keeping place within this race is complicated When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call you We will stand and watch them When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call When the winds blow I will call you We will stand and watch them fall Oh, we'll stand and watch them fall |
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| 3. |
| 4:35 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:08 |
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Cross your heart and hope to die it's love.
A perfect world in my minds eye and oh The face that's watching me tonight - has me - Falling for that certain smile. Hold your hand up swear to God it's love. Help me to believe because for all The words you said to me tonight - has me - Falling for that certain smile - Falling for that certain smile. Take my tears and smile for me it's love. Take my soul my heart my fears for oh The way you're touching me tonight - has me - Falling for that certain smile. Bring me passion bring me lust or love. Bring me only truth because for all The times you said to me tonight - have me - Falling for that certain smile - Falling for that certain smile - Falling for that certain smile - |
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| 5. |
| 4:59 |
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From city streets you came with something true
From dirt and smoke you breathed in something new And when you laid all before you, they took what you made And threw it away, the gift that you gave With hands of gold and images strong You cast the shape of things to cling on And when you tried to show them, they took what you made And gave it away, the gift that you gave And in return, I give you honest love These things I see around me I see with my soul, I feel in my heart The gift that you gave and in return I give you my respect That's all that's mine for giving, I've learned from it all The textures and form, the gift that you gave And when they ask what prize I treasure most What legacy I cherish, I say from the heart The passion and art, that's the gift that you gave |
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| 6. |
| 4:08 |
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| 7. |
| 4:40 |
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The boy is listening to those records from the past
He wants to make them last For they make him feel alive They are the voices of the faces on the wall He listens to them all Hangs on every little tale they tell Knows them all and their life stories Shares their pain and shares their glories One day he even cut their names upon his skin They mean that much to him For them he'd take the test His bedroom window opens to the evening air The fox is in his lair The volume of his system is full on But the neighbors moan and the parents call This angry noise is the muzak of the wastelands Wastelands, the wastelands, wastelands The boy is dressing in the fashion of the day The kids all dress that way, you can tell them anywhere The boy looks out and sees his friends are waiting there In the cold electric glare Of those lamps that make you think that night is day They drag their lusts into your sight With shouts and screams they meet the night They block your way in twos and fours In uniforms from city stores They're closing in, who knows the score It won't be long before A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands Wastelands, yes, it won't be long before A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands Wastelands, the wastelands Wastelands, oh, wastelands Wastelands, yes, it won't be long before A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands Wastelands, oh, wastelands |
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| 8. |
| 3:24 |
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| 9. |
| 4:45 |
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| 10. |
| 4:12 |
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She cried
The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She promised to a stranger, arranger kisses She, torn between her heart and the others' wishes Try to please them, try to reason She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She tries to understand what her father preaches She wants to live the life that her new world teaches Try to tell them what she felt then She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways Try to tell them what she felt then She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways She cried The tears that fell were from Asian ways |
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| 11. |
| 1:54 |
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From city streets you came with something true
From dirt and smoke you breathed in something new And when you laid all before you, they took what you made And threw it away, the gift that you gave With hands of gold and images strong You cast the shape of things to cling on And when you tried to show them, they took what you made And gave it away, the gift that you gave And in return, I give you honest love These things I see around me I see with my soul, I feel in my heart The gift that you gave and in return I give you my respect That's all that's mine for giving, I've learned from it all The textures and form, the gift that you gave And when they ask what prize I treasure most What legacy I cherish, I say from the heart The passion and art, that's the gift that you gave |
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| 12. |
| 3:30 |
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| 13. |
| 2:28 |
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| 14. |
| 5:37 |
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We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world I laughed and shook his hand, And made my way back home I searched for form and land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare And all the millions here We must have died alone A long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world |
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| 15. |
| 5:11 |
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