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Now the fun is over
Where do words begin I'm trying to find the path ahead Any way you say it The charade goes on But your eyes won't see it It's the same old song I don't believe you I don't believe you Promises so golden Years have proved them wrong I'm trying to leave some self respect Any way you say it Our decline goes on But your pride won't heed it It's the same old song I don't believe you I don't believe you I don't, I don't believe in you And the way you play it Is the way you want Any way you sing it It's the same old song I don't believe you I don't believe you I don't believe you I don't believe you |
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Here she comes
Silent in her sound Here she comes Fresh upon the ground Come gentle spring Come at winter's end Gone is the pallor from a promise that's nature's gift Waiting for the colour of spring Let me breathe Let me breathe the colour of spring Here she comes Laughter in her kiss Here she comes Shame upon her lips Come wanton spring, come For birth you live Youth takes its bow before the summer the seasons bring Waiting for the colour of spring Let me breathe |
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Better parted
I see people crying Truth gets harder There's no sense in lying Help me find a way from this maze I can't help myself When I see tenderness before you left (forget) That even breaking up was never meant (forget) But only angels look before they tread (forget) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) Better parted I see people hiding Speech gets harder There's no sense in writing Help me find a way from this maze I can't help myself When I see tenderness before you left (forget) That even breaking up was never meant (forget) But only angels look before they tread (forget) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) Help me find a way from this maze I'm living in another world to you And I can't help myself Did I see tenderness where you saw Hell? (forget) Did I see angels in the hand I held? (forget) God only knows what kind of tale you'd tell (forget) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) (Living in another world to you) |
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From the place that I stand to the land that is openly free
Watching rivers run black by the trees that are vacant to greed Gotta give it up Gotta get a second chance Gotta give it up Gotta get a second chance and the jokes just started Gotta give it up Give it up, give it up Gotta give it up Or tell me why I'm so wrong Where does love come from If you've sold your reasoning out? How can I learn if I don't understand what I see If I'm giving this mess, take a walk through a nightmare so real Gotta give it up Gotta get a second chance Gotta give it up Gotta get a second chance and the jokes just started Gotta give it up Give it up, give it up Gotta give it up Tell me why I'm so wrong Where does luck come from When you've never been without? Give it up Give it up, give it up Gotta give it up Give it up, give it up Gotta give it up Tell me why I'm so wrong Where does love come from If you've sold your reasoning out? Or tell me why I'm so wrong Where does luck come from When you've never been without? You can't do that You can't do that You can't do that You can't do that |
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Only of the night & it's darkness am I calling
Only of the night My relief in it's falling Breathe on me, eclipse my mind It's in some kind of disarray Killing time, I cradle far Chameleon days Chameleon day |
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Nobody knows how long
Rustling leaves unrhyme Lullaby breeze unsung Babel of dreams unwinds in memory As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you And love is only sleeping Wrapped in neglect Time it's time to live Kissing a grey garden Shadow & shade Sunlight treads softly As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you Contempt is ever breeding Trapped in itself Time it's time to live As bad as bad becomes It's not a part of you The wicked and the weeping Ramble or run Time it's time to live Time it's time to live for living Now that it's over Rest your head |