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See me, what I am, what I was, what I'll be,
Hear me, understand that I'm not what you see Take this, take the man, middle term, common me Don't you see that I'm just doing what I want to do Nothing more and nothing less than you Read no thoughts I didn't think myself Just the same as anybody else Make me someone else, put me up on a stand. Something that I don't really want on my hands Use me, idolise all you can understand Don't you see that I'm just doing what I want to do Nothing more and nothing less than you Read no thoughts I didn't think myself Just the same as anybody else Change it, what you think, what you thought, what you say Look for something more than you sought yesterday. I don't want to be part of your life to-day. Don't you see that I'm just doing what I want to do Nothing more and nothing less than you Read no thoughts I didn't think myself Just the same as anybody else |
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| 2. |
| 5:42 |
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In my way did I use you, do you think I really abused you
On reflection now it doesn't matter: How can you say I made you need me more than anyone else Who can say it right now it's finished over: It's my act, it's my calling, I explained exactly the falling Different ways of life can never even: Be the same when you saw me, could you always take me the same way As I came and went I tried to remember you: Still you stay Tied in your way Changing times Watching the signs How: Could you see in me what you thought about all you want me to be Now: On reflection why should have I changed my ways for you All around all around Cry my sympathy's with you but I never lied to you all in all it seems it's just an experience: Placed my cards on the table told of everything I was able, Understanding still not anything different: Find another to lean on, start again for I should have long gone, on reflection now it's just an experience. Soon the pain will have ended, together never intended, as I come and go I'll try to remember you. Look back it's not your game, together just in name. I'll remember the good things how can you forget all the years that we shared in our way: Things were changing my life, taking your place in my life and our time drifting away: All around all around |
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| 3. |
| 5:08 |
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Rests where he's staying, nowhere he knows,
A place where nobody cares where he's straying or where he goes. To find no-one in particular, footloose, adventure still, No thoughts for reasons, he does all he's doing Has time to kill and still he's killing the time. Sundowner, drifting from place to place, Where all he needs is the shelter from seasons he was to face, No bounds or duties are his, never seeking to find an end. For life goes on being life, time and fortune he needs no Friends and yet he's killing the time. Where does he come from what did he do, You know the answers are his hopes and promises nothing new With no regrets he goes on doing nothing. Himself alone, but still he finds all the time isn't wasted, His life his own and yet he's killing the time. And with no questions then he finds his way Tomorrow never dawn only today. Content within his time just drifts away He finds his way He finds his way |
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| 1. |
| 6:26 |
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Rose in early morning, as the light came through,
Searching in the ocean, did what he should do, Seeking not adventure, just a way of life, Sky above turned grey, wind cut like a knife. This was his last voyage, this was his last time. Pulling up the anchor, letting go the rope, Age rules over all things, fate rules over hope. Then as bow was broken, water soon to rise, For they would have nothing, Nature's trust unwise, Through his boat and fortune, not for him that day, If he went to God, for him they would pray, As the tempest thundered, as the storm broke free, Suddenly in darkness, fear there none to see, Visions in his memory, what was meant to be, When the storm was over, nothing could be seen, Life and boat were taken, God knows what it means. Rose in early morning, as the light came through, Searching in the ocean, did what he should do, This was his last voyage, this was his last time. Pulling up the anchor, letting go the rope, Age rules over all things, fate rules over hope. |
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