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| 1. |
| 7:32 | 
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| 2. |
| 10:23 | 
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Dollars down the penny drain
Frozen in the clouds Dream away the last of pain In waterfalls of sounds Float across the icy pools Leaves with curl and sway Now your mind is floating cool And you can find the way Can you understand you can really understand When the darkness comes you still shine Open up your eyes and make the day shine sunshine now Open up your dreams and make the way shine sunshine now Can you understand you understand Can you understand you understand Open up your life and make your lifetime sunshine now Open up your soul and make your lifeline sunshine now Can you understand you understand Can you understand you understand Dancing without moving now Growing with your soul One with all around you now Related to the all Purple mist around your hair Eyes are fading blue Smiling into everywhere Love is coming through |
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| 3. |
| 3:32 |
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Come along with me
Down into the world of seeing Come and you'll be free Take the time to find the feeling See everything on it's own And you'll find you know the way And you'll know the things you're shown Owe everything to the day *See the carpet of the sun The green grass soft and sweet Sands upon the shores of time Of oceans mountains deep Part of the world that you live in You are the part that you're giving Come into the day Feel the sunshine warmth around you Sounds from far away Music of the love that found you The seed that you plant today Tomorrow will be a tree And living goes on this way It's all part of you and me *Repeat (2x) See the carpet of the sun See the carpet of the sun See the carpet of the sun See the carpet of the sun |
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| 4. |
| 9:40 |
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Running hard towards what used to be
Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly Reaching out for mirrors hidden in the web Painting lines upon your face inside instead Sounds so bad the music's flat on every line Songs of blackened lace know you're dying all the time Sounds so bad you let the music take your soul Slipping through the day Lose the only way you know Running hard towards what used to be Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly Reaching out for things you want to see Find reflections of insane reality La la ... Running hard towards what used to be Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly Reaching out for shadows passing through See the dark around is coming down on you |
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| 5. |
| 3:07 |
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I love you like a stream
flows restless to the sea see you like the mist touches clouds, touches me See you in the stars whereever you may be I think of you think of you If ever you're near and have some time to spend I love you every way love you like a friend And then when you leave a whisper in my mind I think of you think of you When I see a bird fly over to the sea and the sun in the sky is shining warm and free And when I feel the wind blow cool over me I think of you think of you |
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| 6. |
| 6:27 |
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I am words, I am speaking
I never heard my conclusion Lost the way in my confusion, in illusion Lost inside the picture frame I'm not to blame, I didn't see the black flame I'm not ashamed, its poetry, the black flame I'm rearranged, it's changing me, the black flame Burns my blackened brain I am strong, I am leaving I never knew I'd feel the need so Where to go, I'll turn the flow, I could not know Screams inside the burning pain It's spinning head, it's under hand --the black flame It lies instead, I turned and I ran --the black flame On me, it fed,I understand --the black flame Burns my blackened brain Run from me, don't you see That we are one and I'm a part of you Get away, any way I'm still a secret in the heart of you And I'm the burning in your soul Now I'm weak, I am losing I never thought I'd stop trying I'm a lie, I'm just a sigh, just a crying Just a symbol of the game Suspended pain, I can not face the black flame Intended fear, I can not trace the black flame Extended reaching into space --the black flame Burns my blackened brain |
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| 7. |
| 9:21 |
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Pays the price, works the seasons through
Frozen days, he thinks of you Cold as ice but he burns for you Mother Russia, can't you hear him too? Mother's son, freedom's overdue Lonely man, he thinks of you He isn't done, only lives for you Mother Russia, can't you hear him too? Punished for his written thoughts Starving for his fame Working blindly, building blocks Number for a name, his blood flows frozen to the snow Red blood, white snow He knows frozen rivers won't flow So cold, so true Mother Russia--he cries for you Ooh ooh ... Bah dah dah dah ... Punished for his written thoughts Starving for his fame Working blindly, building blocks Number for a name his blood flows frozen to the snow Red blood, white snow He knows frozen rivers won't flow So cold, so true Mother Russia--he cries for you |
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| 8. |
| 7:08 |
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Tried to take it all away
Learn her freedom just inside a day And find her soul To find their fears allayed Tried to make her love their own They took her love they left her there They gave her nothing back That she would want to own Gold and silver rings and stones Dances slowly of the moon No-one else can know She stands alone Sleeping dreams will reach for her She cannot say the words they need She knows she's alone And she is free *Ocean gypsy of the moon The sun has made a thousand nights For you to hold Ocean gypsy where are you The shadows followed by the stars Have turned to gold, turned to gold Then she met a hollow soul Filled him with her light And was consoled she was the moon And he, the sun was gold Eyes were blinded with his light The sun she gave Reflected back the night The moon was waning almost out of sight Softly ocean gypsy calls Silence holds the stars awhile They smile sadly For her where she falls Just the time before the dawn The sea is hushed The ocean calls her Day has taken her and now she's gone *Repeat No-one noticed when she died Ocean gypsy shackled to the tide The ebbing waves were turning Spreading wide Something gone within her eyes Her fingers lifeless stroke the sand Her battered soul was lost She was abandoned Silken threads like wings still shine Winds take pleasure still make patterns In her lovely hair So dark and fine Stands on high beneath the seas Cries no more Her tears have dried Oceans weep for her the ocean sighs *Repeat |
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| 9. |
| 10:53 |
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I took a trip down to look at the fair
When I arrived I found nobody there It seemed I was all alone Must be that they've all gone home *A trip to the fair but nobody was there A trip to the fair but nobody was there Voices of yesterday make not a sound Even the roundabout stopped going round I wonder just what it means Is everything how it seems? *Repeat A creak as the dodgems came onto the scene Wheels began turning I started to scream A carousel swung around My head spun and hit the ground *Repeat I close my eyes to disguise the fear from inside Trembling within my own mind I find no place to hide Stars of tomorrow shine through the grey mist that has gone I wish that this trip to the fair had never begun Suddenly thousands of faces I see Everyone seemed to be staring at me Clowns laughed in the penny arcade What was this game my mind played? I took a trip down to look at the fair When I arrived I found nobody there It seemed I was all alone Must be that they've all gone home A trip to the fair but nobody was there, but nobody was there A trip to the fair but nobody was there, but nobody was there |
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| 10. |
| 3:08 |
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While in the streets of all our fears
They reign supreme as orders go They are the last to have their say And last to know it doesn't matter how you try It doesn't matter what you say They always watch with hollow eyes To put you down they always find a way to criticise *The vultures fly high They circle over us all The vultures fly high I'll take your hand if you fall All those who sheltered in their smile Are scattered here from yesterday And if the weak are left behind They have to pay and though you haven't much to give You know they take it, yours and mine Sometimes it looks as though we lose But then in time the finger points at them The next in line *Repeat The vultures fly high They circle over us all The lonely sigh I'll take your hand if you fall |
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| 11. |
| 4:05 |
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