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| 3:09 | 
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Empty promise broken the path has
not been paved any way Cogs in cogs the machine is being left where it lay Anger and the rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around All words saying nothing the air is sour with discontent No returns have been tasted or are they ever sent Slowly burning is the fire, rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around Cogs in cogs wheel turning around, The circle tuns around, the changing voices calling circle turns around, the changing voices Slow burning is the fire rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around cogs in cogs in wheels in circles slowly turn around |
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| 2. |
| 5:02 |
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You may not have all you want or you need
all that you have has been due to my hand, it can change, it can stay the same, who can say, who can make their claim The situation we are in at this time neither a good one, nor is it so unblest it can change, it can stay the same, I can say, I can make my claim. Hail ........ Hail ........ Hail Unity's strength and all must be as one, confidence in you hope will reflect in me I think everyone not as my nation for you are my people and there must be no change It can change, it can stay the same I can say, I can make my claim Hail ........ Hail ........ Hail Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Day by day. You may not have all you want or you need all that you have has been due to my hand, it can change, it can stay the same, who can say, who can make their claim Unity's strength and all must be as one, confidence in you hope will reflect in me I think everyone not as my nation for you are my people and there must be no change It can change, it can stay the same I can say, I can make my claim Hail ........ Hail ........ Hail Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Hail to Power and to Glory's way Day by day |
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| 3. |
| 8:50 |
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I'm sorry to have been so much of a bore
But in my own funny way I find I learn much more. I realise what you think from your eyes, But in your own funny way I find I learn much more. My ways are strange They'll never change They stay, strange ways I'm sorry to have been so close from the start, But for all that I cared we could be miles apart. I understood that you never would Understand a way of life that I never could. My ways are strange They'll never change They stay, strange ways Go your own way or wait for me Go your own way or wait for me Go your own way or wait for me Go your own way or wait for me And so you see what happened to me Since the time when I judged my life in nights and days I realised that my life was lies So you see what I mean with all my funny ways. I'm sorry to have been so much of a bore But in my own funny way I find I learn much more Funny ways, Funny ways, Funny ways, Funny ways. |
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| 4. |
| 9:52 | 
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| 5. |
| 13:28 |
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| 6. |
| 14:43 |
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Hear, he'll do it all for you, you will see it,
wise and knowing what to do, what to be and every word is ........ Lies, he only tells the truth, for he means it, means, not anything he says, eyes unseen, but everything is ........ So sincere, so sincere, so sincere, so sin Yes, that is to say no, understanding wrong, he makes his promise right, with your hand you'll never know why So sincere, so sincere, so sincere, so sincere So, sincere his thoughts so full, always empty Good, or maybe things are bad, so sincere, and every word is ........ So sincere, so ........ |
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| 7. |
| 0:56 |
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| 8. |
| 4:02 |
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Empty promise broken the path has
not been paved any way Cogs in cogs the machine is being left where it lay Anger and the rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around All words saying nothing the air is sour with discontent No returns have been tasted or are they ever sent Slowly burning is the fire, rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around Cogs in cogs wheel turning around, The circle tuns around, the changing voices calling circle turns around, the changing voices Slow burning is the fire rising murmur breaks the old circle, the wheel slowly turns around cogs in cogs in wheels in circles slowly turn around |
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| 9. |
| 10:07 |
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