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Pictures steal our memories
Turn our minds to salt History is written to say it wasn't our fault, wasn't our fault Send us all your love and kisses Come and join the dream that never ends God will grant us all our wishes Martinis and Bikinis for our friends |
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I got myself so tightly ound I couldn't breathe
I could feel the fire burning underneath I wanted to get lost and love the questions there Beauty and the truth I could breathe like air Then I finally found the signposts in a strange land Logic dances you from here to there not very far Making sense can't tell you where you are I wanted to get lost and love the questions there Beauty and the truth I could breathe like air Then I finally found the signposts in a strange land |
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i went to the sun it was too hot
i went to the moon it was too cold went to the mountain it was too young went to the ocean it was too old is it the same rain that falls on a holy man is it the same rain that falls on a liar's hand is it the same rain that falls on me i knew a man a refugee survival was his art all that he held valuable he carried in his heart is it the same rain that falls on the mountain's face is it the same rain that falls on the prison gate is it the same rain that falls on me all the money in the world all the power it can buy will not take your voice away cannot own what you hold inside is it the same rain that falls on a poor man's room is it the same rain that falls on a rich man's tomb is it the same rain that falls on me |
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baby i can't please you i can't please you
every time you start to critize i can see the misery in your eyes you say i make your pain you're trying to turn the blame all around you you take the words i say and make them mean everything they don't baby youre obscene you don't listen you don't hear you're blinded by the fear that surrounds you i know you say love when you mean control you buy the truth and your heart is cold so you live in shadows you try to tell the world how it should spin but you live in terror with the hollow men who stun you with their lies with fever in their eyes as they drown you |
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I saw you standing alone
I wondered if you wanted what you owned Your magic ladders in the sky Tie you to the place where angels fight In the circle of fire Circle of fire Our madness envy and desire Ring you with an unforgiving fire You love them with a burning soul By the time he sold the ashes they were cold In the circle of fire Circle of fire Fingers crying for you Sleeping on your doorstep for the proof We love ghosts we want to see through The blood and bones that hide us from the truth In the circle of fire Circle of fire You circle the city from the sky Watching children swallowing your lies It breaks you but you will never fall You've learned that love is greater than it all In the circle of fire Circle of fire |
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Shotgun alleys with lightning flowers
Under the eyes of fallen statues Dry blood they've never seen Pain is sharper when i suspect That true love runs looking for us Like a lion in our dreams The strawberry road Where the dream fades Is down between our longing and desire The strawberry road Where our hearts break into love You censor longing and organize beauty Because you're afraid You want it more than oxygen or light You can't get there with your morals Or without love Lie down with me The rules aren't always right Strawberry road Where the dream fades Is down between our longing and desire The strawberry road Where our hearts break into love (2x) Call it romance or nostalgia The hunder behind our memories We've buried it in code The things we've wanted When we get them are never enough Never what they seem But they lead us to the road Strawberry road Where the dream fades Is down between our longing and desire The strawberry road Where our hearts break into love |
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we don't want lives of steel
we don't want hearts that feel we want to live above it all i feel you closing in a target on my skin i think you'll be there when i fall we might get out of time we might connect our minds we might land beyond the wall when i fall i might give love to you i might step right on through fear might keep me from it all i climb so high to see but the ground just teases me i think you'll be there when i fall i'm burning when i fall i fall when i fall i'm amazed by it all control is letting go and i'm the last to know we might land beyond the wall i might give love to you i might step right on through i think you'll be there when i fall |
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the camera angles and the name campaigns
the stare cuts and the latest extremes the way we sell ourselves they way we spend our greed how long it takes to hear our dreams circle of change the world around you the same changes hold on to the voice inside you the same changes the borders and the flags how far our guns can shoot fascist slogans and the movie of the week popular opinion cars that drive you mad what they pay assassins and a lucky streak circle of change the world around you the same changes hold on to the voice inside you the same changes (hold on to your voice) (hold on to your voice) how much time is wasted how much time is left what to censor and what to read how hot the sun burns what does love require how we run from the things we need circle of change the world around you the same changes hold on to the voice inside you the same changes circle of change the world around you the same changes hold on to the voice inside you the same changes (the same changes) (the same changes) |
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the trees are listening each time a missile's made
they hide three mystics the earth sends from her grave to tell us the future has been stolen away by diggers, drillers and sellers but we won't stop 'till we're under a black sky he took my picture int he cemetery sun my body was tempted to crumble into one reunion of dust until creation's done returning ashes to ashes we won't stop 'till we're underneath a black sky the commerce the intrigue self-slaughtered souls cry out to dead poor men for a drink at the water hole but their tongues will burn dry as the day they were sold for forests raped into deserts we won't stop 'till we're underneath a black sky |
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he wants to keep in contact
he wants to buy the things he doesn't understand he wants all the credit he wants the rights to the soul of every man i'm not above him but i want to go down below the surface where he lives fighting with fire money's the only thing he has he wants to get down to business it's a long way down but he'll go the extra mile i wonder when all this started who left him empty hearted when he was a child |
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i left my conscience like a crying child
locked the door behind me put the pain on file broken like a window i see my blindness now i need love not some sentimental prison i need god not the political church i need fire to melt the frozen sea inside me i need love driving into town tired and depressed like a flare the streetlight bursts into an s.o.s. peace comes to my rescue i don't know what it means i need love |
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silence and rage
the scars of a daughter he gave me the knife i held it in deep water together we make the perfect question there's never enough to go around it's a cup with a hole and the love pours on the ground wheel of the broken voice talking to you hearing another past covers truth and watches it smother |
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I'm sick and tired of hearing things
from uptight-short sighted - narrow minded hypocrytics, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth, I've had enough of reading things by neurotic - psychotic-pig headed politicians, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth, No short haired - yellow bellied son of tricky dicky, Is gonna mother hubbard, Soft soap me, With just a pocketful of hope, Money for dope, Money for rope, I'm sick to death of seeing things from tight liped - condecending - mommies little chauvanists, All I want is the truth, just gimme some truth, I've had enough watching scenes of schizophrenic - ego - centric - paranoic - prima - donnas, All I want is the truth, Just gimme some truth. |
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