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| 7:15 | 
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He is the runaway, Lie low the wanted man
Mask his elusive face, Soon he will getaway and free is his future no more aimless time to spend And evading, he's escaping Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage his home no more. Run in the underwood, Cover and hide the trail Senses like sharpened sword, Guards for the shadow on his tail. And yet his joy is empty and sad. All thoughts are scarred with the prison cell and freedom seems like freedom's hell Hopes stained with strange regret, His dreams are dreams for that he cannot get. And yet his joy is empty and sad. Lose all identity, Vanish in own denial Seeks only lies and hide, Truth never brought to trial. And caught in his own net, he looks to find endless life and evading, he's escaping Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage his home no more. Run in the underwood, Cover and hide the trail Senses like sharpened sword, Guards for the shadow on his tail. |
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| 2. |
| 4:40 |
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Lying down here in the afternoon
In my pretty cosy little cushioned room I can talk to all my funny friends in here I was told to rest why ... I am not quite clear Eating flowers growing in the garden where there are tasty tulips and I don't care If I wet my trousers there was no time I had nowhere else to go nowhere else I could find. Staring up at the great big white light. That shines everyday and shines all through the night Hearing voices of the silly friends of mine Always lock the door nurses waiting outside all the time. Hurt myself this morning, Doctor gave me warning sent me to my room and told me that I'm bad. I heard someone saying I think he'll be staying maybe for a long time, Why does everybody else think that I'm mad I heard someone saying I think he'll be staying maybe for a long time and that I'm mad. Lying down here in the afternoon In my pretty cosy little cushioned room I can talk to all my funny friends in here I was told to rest why ... I am not quite clear. |
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| 3. |
| 7:52 |
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You'll find an answer, You've got to believe in your own way
of life. So you'll have to find an answer, You'll have to find a way, Try to find, Try to find. You'll try to question her, Does she believe in the choice of your life. So you have to try to ask her, when you are away, left behind, out of mind; away. And in the end you discover, examine, you have to decide if there is an answer, if there is a way, Let her find piece of mind. And another day, all alone, think there is away at home. Every other may, have their own, way of life that is their own. And your wandering only a game to realise no joy your own. And another day, all alone, choice of life is not your own. You'll try to question her, Does she believe in the way of your life. So you have to try to ask her, You'll have to find a way, left behind, out of mind; away. |
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| 4. |
| 7:50 |
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Once I was a boy, an innocent to life and my role in it,
This world played my game, and anyone a clown or foil for myself. The harmless affairs, and no-one seemed to care for any meaning My life was my own, The debt I paid, I paid it only to myself. The unseeing youth, how can it be so shallow and short- sighted These years passed me by, to realise the folly of these unripe years. Now I am a man, I realise My unworldly sins pained many lives Yet I heard, heard with ears that wouldn't listen And still I watched and I saw with blinkered eyes. But with age the conscience slowly dawns and bonds of duty gently tied All my sins, seen through now there is experience and recollecting act in virgin guise. Master inner voices, making the choices. Once I could rebel and consequences then had no reflection And I am a man, And I am bound by adult age discretion now. |
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| 5. |
| 2:11 |
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Meeting in this way who could have known
How our destinies and ways apart have grown. Looking still the same after all these years changing only in my memories not clear And believing all futures we would share Fate design playing natures mime and today by chance we meet again after all this time Meeting in this way no-one could have known. Sharing thoughts and deeds simple harmony plans and hopes erased in our maturity Now tomorrow's dreams are now yesterday. Fate design playing natures mime and today by chance we meet again after all this time Meeting in this way no-one could have known. |
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| 6. |
| 8:26 |
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Looking through the window can you tell me what you see.
You're sure you're really seeing what is meant to be a Glass a mirror to reflect what I conspire a vision, image I desire. Standing on the ice believing all I'm searching for Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before Standing on the ice believing all I'm for Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before Living in a glass house shielding all that's meant for me Can you clear the shade and can you tell me what you see. Shadow fills the light until the glass house becomes the night Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming Running everywhere Seeing clearly when I dare Is it today or is it your way And the moon must fall Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette Narrow the field aim in any direction Do what I feel just to see my reflection Any turn I know Disappearing everywhere I go I look to you for what I do And only then I see That the glass house is just for me And any time is never mine Narrow the field aim in any direction Do what I feel just to see my reflection Shadow fills the light until the glass house becomes night Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming Running everywhere Seeing clearly when I dare Is it today or is it your way And the moon must fall Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette. |
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| 7. |
| 10:01 | 
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| 8. |
| 9:49 |
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Looking through the window can you tell me what you see.
You're sure you're really seeing what is meant to be a Glass a mirror to reflect what I conspire a vision, image I desire. Standing on the ice believing all I'm searching for Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before Standing on the ice believing all I'm for Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before Living in a glass house shielding all that's meant for me Can you clear the shade and can you tell me what you see. Shadow fills the light until the glass house becomes the night Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming Running everywhere Seeing clearly when I dare Is it today or is it your way And the moon must fall Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette Narrow the field aim in any direction Do what I feel just to see my reflection Any turn I know Disappearing everywhere I go I look to you for what I do And only then I see That the glass house is just for me And any time is never mine Narrow the field aim in any direction Do what I feel just to see my reflection Shadow fills the light until the glass house becomes night Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming Running everywhere Seeing clearly when I dare Is it today or is it your way And the moon must fall Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette |
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| 9. |
| 9:43 |
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Once I was a boy, an innocent to life and my role in it,
This world played my game, and anyone a clown or foil for myself The harmless affairs, and no-one seemed to care for any meaning My life was my own, The debt I paid, I paid it only to myself The unseeing youth, how can it be so shallow and short- sighted These years passed me by, to realise the folly of these unripe years Now I am a man, I realise My unworldly sins pained many lives Yet I heard, heard with ears that wouldn't listen And still I watched and I saw with blinkered eyes But with age the conscience slowly dawns and bonds of duty gently tied All my sins, seen through now there is experience and recollecting act in virgin guise. Master inner voices, making the choices Once I could rebel and consequences then had no reflection And I am a man, And I am bound by adult age discretion now |
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