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If you walk down that lonely road
Realizing how little we know I can see the strain in your face Just assuming we all join the race Hold on - the truth will set you free Rain keep on falling like the first morning No one asking "how does it feel?" In a world with no room for your needs Putting words to the grief and the pain Disappearing like tears in the rain Hold out - you will see, the truth will set you free Rain keep on falling like the first morning |
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| 2. |
| 4:23 |
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I'm not a monkey anymore
I've built a new house ? that touch the sky I'm not a monkey anymore I've straightened my back and that's a fact Keep my eye on a new horizon where sex and violence is my sugar and spice I'm not a loser anymore from second to first, just to quench my thirst I'm not a loser anymore my hands on the wheel, all dressed in steel Keep my mind on a higher ground while the primal instincts are going down Looking at all God's creatures I'm not the brightest one One in an angry crowd come down to wave the gun I'm not a fighter anymore I'm business hype and I need to score I'm not a fighter anymore Right at the peak I walked out the door Now I'm building a new religion It's "me and I" so help yourself I'm not a hunter anymore I have dinner at eight, then time for rape I'm not a hunter anymore I wrote the law, but my feet got claws Now I'm crawling the mud to get back home to the pleasuredome Looking at all God's creatures I'm not the brightest one One in an angry crowd come down to wave the gun |
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| 7:38 |
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Days of black & white are here again
leave it's mark in every way Sisters of the night will take you in, tell you lies of what she's seen Who can see the truth is half her name All that's in between, but never heard, nor freely spoken Day's of black & white is all you get no second view is there for you Details may be lost but still not gone These plastic tales are still untrue Telling tales of hate for old times sake equal to the love your neighbour takes and bury slowly Days of future passed so rapidly After all these lies do you really doubt it's black and white |
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| 8:17 | 
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| 5. |
| 14:22 |
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Quarter to four & the hours keep draggin' tonight
Nothing is wrong but you feel that your life ain't quite right All the plans you made those years ago Looking back on that dusty road and the fading signs all read "oblivion" Stare at the ceiling, the wheelin' and dealin' begin You'll give almost anything now for some real peace within Halfway down our faces frown knowing more but still unsure All the missed opportunities fading hearts and aching bookends Quarter to four and there's something odd building inside Swimming the silence, the river is dark, warm and wide Floating the chambers the echoes start filling your head Finally fading until you don't know if you're dead... Quarter to four and the thoughts keep spinning your mind Don't dig too deep cause you may not like what you'll find Caught between what you're expected to and what is really you Could you have played your cards differently? This and more you will never know. |
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| 6. |
| 3:37 |
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A time of learning from time again
Uncover the past mistakes A way to freedom thru education Is real, so the prophet speak Using the new love to navigate Thru a dark and confusing time Leave no room for the sinister Giving in to hate is a crime You were all in the flow On the road to a better known So we wait and we watch For the Master Plan to show Freedom is more than the right to speak So first out make up your mind Out of the isolation tank And put your ear to the ground While some say 'love is all you need' And some try to buy the world All are waiting for the act of kindness So start out by doing good You were all in the flow On the road to a better known So we wait and we watch For the Master Plan to show Fragmentation, twilight memories A whirlpool of mains and gears Now some refuse to show their face Reading your deepest fears Obligations and bitter judgment Made you a silent lamb Still the future is within reach Shaped by your very own hand You were all in the flow On the road to a better known So we wait and we watch For the Master Plan to show |
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| 7. |
| 4:44 |
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See the children playing in the evening sun
see them riding kites across the sky Take them gently in, into the new design see if the magic will prevail. If you listen close now you can hear a stream running from a sacred place within calling gently without promise but a dream to let the flood of love begin Now this moment all the pieces find it's home strung high but touch gently We can figure out the steps that need to be to get home ? see clearly the one future- Sincerely depend on you... Any way you like it, any way you hope any of the details of your dream you can make it happen as you realize the gates of Eden lies within Everybody loves your even try to care Dive into the multicolour scene You can stop the nursing of the deadly sins and give the wheel of love a spin Now this moment all the pieces find it's home strung high but touch gently We can figure out the steps that need to be to get home ? see clearly the one future- Sincerely depend on you... We all depend on you I am You and you are Me Now straight from the heart Your dreams will tell you where you will begin It's straight from the source The image from a long forgotten dream Look into the flow Your thought will dance into the evening sun As good as it gets We all remember days of future spent |
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| 8:09 |
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He's shaking like a Cuban shaker
just dying now to meet "his maker" don't give it up ? don't give it up don't lay down 'til you reach the top "where's my connection, where's my protection where in the world is there a doorway out? look to the left, look to the right I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!" Hush little baby don't you cry your maker is gonna take you higher "we'll shut it off, we'll close it down we'll make you fly so high above the ground" In a perfect world there'll be another you and I In a perfect world we'd spread our wings and fly In a perfect dream you'll be the one to trust Like a perfect horse I'll rise up from the dust He's shaking like a Cuban shaker just dying now to meet his maker "don't give it up ? don't give it up don't lay down 'til you reach the top" "where's my connection,where's my protection where in the world is there a doorway out look to the left, look to the right I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!" Morning found them asleep in the park lost in the mindfields of the darkest water, chrystaline cover the skin the stoner the loner the child within Bent and broken against the wall now they can't tell when the snow will fall It's Christmas time in the Underworld but still no room for all the unheard Fuel injected now standing tall Ten white horses at the door take us down for another ride put me asleep on the other side Frozen images driftin away winter heart set his dreams to play Maybe the river will carry you home home to the place where you're no more alone "All I need is another dream All I need is some self esteem Can you take me, can you take me this time?" He's shaking like a Cuban shaker just dying now to meet his maker don't give it up ? don't give it up don't lay down 'til you reach the top "where's my connection, where's my protection where in the world is there a doorway out look to the left, look to the right I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!" |
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| 6:33 |
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Try to see a new way! You say;
"Life can be a shortcut" and you will always speed for... More is less in daylight! You fight; living in the fast lane and you are never gonna see The sunlight Shines from a higher ground Feel the lovelight Taking place in the haze, of the sunshine Tend to insight Seize upon "here and now" Trust what's given Everyday make your way, in the sunshine Try to see it my way! You say; "Life can be a jackpot and I will always speed for..." More is less in daylight! Insight; livin in the fast lane and you will never gonna see Believers smile when you aim for love Be receiver You can win, let it in, feel the sunshine Free the spirit Your mind will start glowing Go from wasteland believers will shine Freedom beggars can turn into angels Rise from mazeland stay true to your heart |
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| 3. |
| 5:28 |
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Standing in the Sun, gazing at a new day
Filling in the blanks, just another Monday Waiting for a plane, take me down there under Waiting for the past, waiting for the wonders Take it to the skies, make it to the big cloud Far below the sea, far away the runner Think about the speed, dream about the distance Far out to the East, leave behind all western Cut me a slice of the sky I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders cut me a slice of grand old world while trains and planes goes passing by Standing in the sun, feeling like a flower Looking, from a Jackass in the shadow of the towers Standing in the heat looking at the river Caught between this now and the rhythm of forever Standing in the market gazing at the sundown Curtains falling down, people pull me under Can you hear the wild dog, can you slow the time down Catching up with Gods, lost in all their wonders Cut me a slice of the sky I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders cut me a slice of grand old world while trains and planes goes passing by |
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| 4. |
| 4:35 |
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| 5. |
| 5:00 |
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| 6. |
| 5:08 |
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| 7. |
| 3:45 |
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Some work hard to pay their dues
where as some just waste it and blow the fuse Some try hard to be selected where as some just hope to be connected Sweep the killing floor, yelling "man over board" red flag in the night, hard to keep it up someone out on a limb, or just looking for fun all the same to me, diggin an early grave Some people dig someone special where as other people just dig the dirt some try hard to make the spotlight where some just fade away at midnight Sweep the killing floor, yelling "man over board" red flag in the night, hard to keep it up someone out on a limb, or just looking for fun all the same to me, diggin an early grave |
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| 2:50 |
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Shiny minstrels of worn out time
look down upon you and me sing their praise of a time long gone when freedom meant more than life Kings would hold on to all Gods given the swords and armour bright Ground would shake below his feet the day of the freedom call And it's all in the way that every king must fall And it's all in the way all good men must go King is afraid to lose the grip he's tired and not so well He'll walk all night on shaky ground and dine with the dogs of hell. A single whisper will crack the wall a song is a wrecking ball Lost in the vortex of friend and foe a solitaire in his home And it's all in the way that every king must fall and it's all in the way all good men must go |
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| 24:43 |
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| 10:24 |
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