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Air full of feathers
Fluttering distant laughter
Air full of signs & strange magic
Planets aligned in warning
Trap door sprung beneath me
And I'm falling
But I'm rising..
Downwards into blue sky
I'm rising
Downwards into blue sky
Re-entering the earth
Comet's tail behind me
Signaling a birth
The northern lights, all burning
Hot & cold at the same time
My spirit, white & liquid
And I have learned & I am learning
But I'm rising
Downwards into blue sky
I'm rising
Downwards into blue sky
I am the other half
And you are what I am for
I won't lie to you or hurt you
I'm not like that anymore
I am with you all the time now
One soul. One mind. One heart.
The other half cannot be parted
From the other half
From the other half
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Look at it as though you've never seen it before
Try & forget it
So you can see it
Taste it like you've never tasted it before
Try & forget it
So you can remember it
See It Like A Baby
See It Like A Baby
Love her like you've never fallen in love before
Fall out of love with her
So you can remember
And love him like like you've never been with him before
Try & forget it
So you can remember it
See It Like A Baby
See It Like A Baby
See it like..
See It Like A Baby
See It Like A Baby
See it like
Touch it like
Taste it like
Feel it like
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What a time this is
Everything changing
Faster than the eye can blink
Faster than we can stop & think
What will the future hold?
Well whatever..
I won't ask you to care
But say you'll be there
If you can't love me tonight
Just remember the light
Remember the light
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou
If we get half of half a chance
We'll party til dawn. We'll run
and dance
Sleep on a train & rent a car
We'll gamble in the South of France
We'll be a friend to this mad world
Happy together
I won't ask you to sign
On some cold dotted line
But if you can love me tonight
I'll remember the light
Only the light
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou
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But he who dies with the most toys....
is still dead.
He who dies with the most toys....
is still dead.
You have to be cool
You have to be hip
You have to be chic
You have to be rich
You have to be young
Whatever that is
You have to listen to what's in & what's happenin'
But
He who dies with the most toys....
is still dead.
You have to keep up
Take the right drugs
Know when to be cagey
Know when to shut up
You have to talk fast
Know who to thank
Drive the right car to the right bank
But
He who dies with the most toys....
is still dead.
Poison your life
As you turn the knife
He who dies with the most toys....
is still dead.
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The rock-star trip. Some serious ship
White-knuckle journey blackened my
eye & cut my lip
Better to be a doctor or a man who
walks the earth
Hedonistic laughing boys
What's any of it worth?..
Look at myself
Look at myself
Escaped to this car
Drove to a bar somewhere
The beautiful game
Such a thin line between love & hate
Look at myself
Look at myself
Mr Taurus ate a thesaurus
Made the girls cry & skipped straight
to the chorus
Mr Taurus had a great fall
All the King's horses were no good
at all
No good at all
Here's one I broke earlier
I broke earlier
Woke up in a spaceship of shimmering gold
Tutenkhamen sleeping
Should'a left him alone
Floating round in Orion
Arrow pointing to heaven
Between all the planets
Out in the cold
Everyone I love
Everyone I love
Everyone I love lives somewhere else
And I have time to look at myself
Look at myself
Look at myself
And I've seen enough
I've seen enough
Everyone I love lives somewhere else
Everyone I love lives somewhere else
Somewhere Else
Somewhere Else
Somewhere Else
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A voice from the past
Entered my head today
Fresh & alive. Full of life, passion
and pain.
A voice now past.
A beautiful soul. Gone, gone, gone.
Speaking clearly - clearer than
the living
Talking perfect sense
Used to not being understood
While talking perfect sense to the
next generation
Have we caught up yet?
Is it time?
I think it is.
Enough is enough
Enough is enough
A voice from the past
Entered my head today
Tiny child sighed in my ear.
Giving up breathing in
Over & out
Over & out
Taken by bad luck & the ill fortune
of geography.
Common cold. Dirty water. HIV.
Common apathy. Common crime.
Perfect nonsense to the next
generation
Dead yet alive
Dead yet alive
Gone but shouting anger
Gone but talking perfect sense
Have we caught up yet?
Is it time? Well I say it is. I say it is.
Deaf & dumbed-down
Enough is enough
Give me a smile. Hold out your hand.
I don't want your money
I don't want your land
Gimme a smile. Hold out your hand.
I don't want your money
I don't want your land
I want you to wake up & do
something strange
I want you to listen
I want you to feel someone else's pain
Someone else's pain
Someone else's pain
Someone else's pain.
Deaf & dumbed-down
Deaf & dumbed-down
A tap with clean water
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There's no such thing
As an answered prayer
There's no such thing
As the ozone layer
There's no such thing
As an action hero
There's no such thing
As an easy ride
There's no such thing
As a place to hide
There's no such thing
As a perfect day
There's no such thing
As the pearly gates
There's no such thing
As an ordered world
There's no such thing
As an easy girl
No such thing
No such thing
There's no such thing
As peace-of-mind
As a faithful wife
As the bottom line
There's no such thing
As owning something
It's all borrowed for a time
It's all borrowed for a time
There's no such thing
There's no such thing
No such thing
There's no such thing
No such thing
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I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound
Left it on it's own for years
I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound
Left it on it's own for years
Couldn't touch it, didn't pick it, didn't get it wet
It didn't stop the bleeding
I bandaged it, I wrapped it, stitched it, tourniqueted it
I held it stiff & aching in the air
Held it there til I went beserk
Didn't sleep
It didn't work
Didn't stop it weeping
And the wound is your life
And your life took on a life of it's own
(Or so you foolishly thought)
And your life rolled on over me Bang-Bang like 56 train wheels
Every time I heard news of you
And the wound was in every lousy song on the radio
And the pain was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, forgotten places
Darkness didn't stop her growing
New-born baby cells dividing..
Curled up tight unrolling day by day
Stretching up, stretching out
Forming the same identical shape
Clones. There ain't too much sadder than
Clones - relentlessly emerging from the hairy heart of the wound
And the fern is beautiful in it's own way
Uncurling in the dark
Beautiful with no one there to see it
As the would weeps & aches
(Now there's some sad things known to the man from the planet Marzipan)
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Here we are
At the beginning of the last century
for man
Usin' up parts of the world we haven't
even seen or been to
The wretched of the earth exploited
by the rich few
What's new?
If you are not outraged
You haven't been paying attention
If you are not outraged
You haven't been listening
God bless America, I mean it
God bless the UK, I mean it
God bless la belle France, I mean it
God help us all
Climb into the car
I know that makes you happy
The sound of your laughter
Will get you so far
Grace or disgrace
Can make you a star these days
Reality pays
Let's decide who the terrorists are
God bless America, I mean it
God bless the UK, I mean it
Hats off to China, & India
And Africa too.
Eat all we can
Drink all we can
Use all we can
Dow what we can
Screw all we can
Don't miss a chance
In the last century for man
I wanna feel ALIVE
Gas up the 4 wheel drive!..
God bless America, I mean it
God bless the UK, I mean it
God bless our children
And God help us all
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What I have here in my hand
Is like faith but not faith
For those without faith also have
What I have here in my hand
What I have here in my hand
Is like feeling but deeper
It's why I am here
What I have here in my hand
Is knowledge without proof
What I have here in my hand
This is what I feel for you
It's why the earth is alive
It makes electricity work
And fire dance in the sky..
Feel it
Feel inside the atoms where the science breaks down
Feel inside the atoms where the science breaks down
If you don't believe in love
You'd have to make it up
You'd have to make it up
You'd have to make it up
What I have here in my hand
Is like faith but not faith
What I have here in my hand
This is what I feel for you
What I have here in my hand
Is like knowing but deeper
It's why I am here
It's why I am here
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