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All my life I've been searching for a dream, in
All my dreams I've been searching for a life All the things I buried deep inside All the places where I tried to hide And I don't know if it's you I'm looking for I'm only trying to find the reason for it all Suddenly a strange light is coming in Beams of love brighten everything All the things I've always liked to say Rolling out in such an easy way And I don't know if it's you I'm looking for I'm only trying to find the reason for it all |
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Listen I'm no poet I'll show it by the words that I write
Holy inspiration respect for the creation in spite Sometimes it takes hours to write one word on paper To note something down in time to the music Found a nice solution no revolution but it will do If you don't enjoy it I'm sorry but it's not meant for you Arrogance's rampant now words don't rhyme too well Lyrics like impots, only dictionary doggerel |
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[1994 CD Edition Bonus Track]
The ocean is the world The sea the source of birth I hear it's calling me We've almost run aground And take a look around It's very clear to see We're on a ship of mouldy wood The wheel is broken and our course ain't good So people understand there's no way back, all hands on deck We gotta leave this sinking wreck So members of the crew Watch everything you do Your Captain ain't no god Don't trust the boatswain too Cuz he's corrupt like you Our ship's just all we've go We're on a ship of mouldy wood The wheel is broken and our course ain't good So people understand there's no way back, all hands on deck We gotta leave this sinking wreck. Hey! Do you see what's happening do you understand the code: SOS Save our souls, save the lives of our people Our children, men and wives |
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[1994 CD Edition Bonus Track]
Cosmic greensleeves matter in a dream Take some time to get a wet sunbeam To take over control Other stubborn meat Handy like a seat, A hole ... Treshold story all along the night Liquid fish and sea is shining bright To get into a ball Other stubborn meat Handy like a seat, A hole... |
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Nowadays it's so hard to be straight and sincere
Show me you are, show me you're not what you make me think of you Living on the battlefield between love and fear So many things, so many people inside are above you In fact there's no difference between dope and the pope Which I expect, will be neglected by many progressive What at last keeps men alive, it's only the hope Hope for a life, hope for a life without ruling aggressive |
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The one-legged ballerina threw the crowd into a rapture
Her pirouttes made people talk about it ever after The painter and his guide dog make their millions by deception Their audience is mute, you know belief allows no questions Once every year It's easy to hear The fair is in town And the crowd will come down It's all right just as long as emptiness hides behind slogans While afterwards the promises they don't even seem broken No arguments make blind men see, it's more than their retina But I don't really care - let them adore their ballerina Fairs dare to show attractions so crazy Cheers after bows like cheers when you're hazy Have a good time and see others smile Be heedless of mime, just happy for some time |
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[1994 CD Edition Bonus Track]
Silly names and laughter Gloomy thoughts while waiting for the train Meant to ride forever Torture minds to find a catchy name What does it take, to sell a pretty song Takes weeks of thinking, seeming twice as long Notes to feed the hungry Somehow it's unfair, but there's no way Systems to be buried Damage to the image, save our fame What does it take, to sell a pretty song Takes weeks of thinking, seeming twice as long After all those years, still want to be like them Seems like paradise, an unreal promised land Searching for the meaning Interwoven truth and nonsense tales Head against the ceiling Try to make some music out of scales |
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Yes I feel like a mammoth today
Like I'm going to die Yes it seems I am lost anyway And I'm finding out why Maybe tomorrow - stone age arrival Maybe tomorrow - I'll be alright Have you been like a mammoth sometimes Do you know what you felt Dare you speak about the social crimes You can feel the ice melt Maybe tomorrow - stone age arrival Maybe tomorrow - I'll be alright |
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Then when a breeze blows
Goes a guest to my glass It's the bare dazing dust Trust in tensile force The source of resistance has always been given Certainly take the hardness of a willow tree It is concealed in the nature of things Cheerful dancing feet Meet the surface of earth With a spring so strong Long ago the same The fame of all matter created by God Why do I have to wonder when a chair replies It is concealed in the nature of things Feel the charm of you the chain will be bound Weakness by sweetness- oh Where are you tonight, the moon is round Clear cloudless sky - and then we'll see See the sun constantly run In a circle |
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