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I'm flying high on something beautiful and aimless,
it's got a name but I prefer to call it nameless. It comes and goes leaves me on a bed of splinters, feels like I'm living in a town closed down for winter. The taste of Love, the more you get, the more you want, and all because, the only reason is just because. It all makes Sense, when you're near it all makes Sense. I'm standing high on tiptoes looking over fences, waiting for somebody like you to kiss me Senseless. I've had a bellyfull of faces drawn in sadness, I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness. |
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A whole night,
Of talking in circles, Searching for reasons to save us, And keep it all painless. All the lies you've had to swallow Just to face the World tomorrow. Blowing bubbles it's the final straw, They never last too long but for a moment, There's perfection floating through an open door, But if you try to hold it then it turns to nothing. Your whole world, Can turn on a moment, Some things can come back and haunt you, But they're too late to warn you. Drinking in the dead of night, Tobacco clouds that sting your eyes, You've locked your feelings deep inside, Growing pains that never die, You need to sweep the picture clean, And start to dream another dream, And end this foggy yesterday that, Still reminds you. All the lies you've had to swollow, Just to face the World tomorrow. |
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I'm not seeing very clearly
Because I'm lost in my depression, And I'm running after something, But it's in the wrong direction. If it's just a lie tell your friends, Don't make it complicated, Shake your fists at everyone, And never mind tomorrow. And you're happy, When you taste the summer madness, And run until you're breathless, And jump into the blackness. Who was the fool, Who was that fool, Who told you it's a cool place, Such a cool place. Come on, come on, Tell me you're right, Make me believe, And tell me what it feels like, When you've fallen to the bottom, Well I don't think it's over, The Devil's on your shoulder. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By IAN BROUDIE <i>Lyrics © CHRYSALIS MUSIC GROUP INC</i> |
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I'm pushed and pulled and shunted,
Man-handled and man-hunted, By those faceless names. You've got nine lives, I've got eight, I just can't wait To lock the door, And throw the keys away. I'll call as soon as it's all over, Let's wait until the World is sober. The World is wide, Manhattan chase, Misguided missiles spin in space, I feel like a sundial in the shade, Where flowers fade... I feel like a poor relation, Passing through an empty station, On this empty track. I'm half poverty, Half oysters, No morals, Tarnished laurels, Going nowhere fast. You don't get smoke without a fire, Next time I'll vote for Billy Liar. I hate liars, I hate cheats, Waving flags and saving nations, Goodbye love, Goodbye Peace, I hate war, It ruins conversation. |
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The voice of reason
Is rhyming with treason today The laughing Devil Is chasing the angels away The dog is barking, the baby's crying The rainy days are multiplying She says, "It's time to make decisions" Then turns on breakfast television Life's a trial But who did you leave behind When a small slice of heaven's All you could ever hope to find The opera isn't over Until the fat lady sings Then she walks into town And pawns her eternity ring She's leaving home, a dream in her pocket And a photograph in a silver locket The party's over, she's not stopping She's sick of lying, through with crying Life's a trial But who did you leave behind When a small slice of heaven's All you could ever hope to find She's leaving home, a dream in her pockets The photograph in a silver locket The sky is open and clouds are fading And that small slice of heaven's waiting Life's a trial But who did you leave behind When a small slice of heaven's All you could ever hope to find Life's a trial But who did you leave behind When a small slice of heaven's All you could ever hope to find |
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The Tingle as you spin that web of lies,
Leads to a tangle that hurts the more you try. Fighting in the bathroom, Holding back the tears can make you blind. Screaming at the new moon, To swallow up the sky. Only time can melt the ice-cream clown, And frozen tears come rolling down... The tingle as you first look in those eyes, Leads to a tangle of paper chains for life. Now, Do you feel the same way too? After all this time, Could you feel the same way too? Could you? Only time can melt the ice-cream clown, His frozen tears pour down. I've had enough of paper lies, A giant breath can blow the whole world down. |
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Hollow people rattle when you shake them,
Precious things just shatter when you break them. Dreamers don't believe in explanation, Songbirds don't explain their intonation. A little rain may fall around you, Life and all its turns astound you, How you felt when love first found you, How you love to see the blue sky, And to reason why... I can't help believin', In this perfect feelin'. Like a dizzy fairground ride, Senses come alive, And I'm happy! Melodies collide with situation, Ecstasy defines its invitation. Sweeter that a fulfilled promise, Beautiful and always honest, How you feel when love surrounds you, How you love to look in her eyes, Somethin' never dies... |
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Angels rub their eyes,
A frown on their faces. The future's floating by, But I'm too tired to face it. Televisions smile, And fools never doubt it. Whispers multiply, They all want to shout it. Build a ladder to the stars, The angles dry their eyes, Marooned in the sky tonight. You can turn your world to stone, Build a wall till you're on your own. You can close the window tight, But you can't keep out the night. |
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In all your life to treasure there,
the precious times, and times when it's hard to care. There's moments when they touch you with that magic touch, and you shine... You've shed that skin; it's lying there. Where are you now? I hope it's heaven there. They touch you with that magic touch, and you shine... Hold on tight, and dry those eyes, and never cry, 'cause in this world, you're upside down, when you first come round. And in this world, you're upside down, when you first come round. But even when Good seems Bad, keep trying to understand, that maybe if God's on hand, you might make it... And Oh, I miss those days. All I can say, is I miss those days |
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