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(Breathe)
With every waking breath I breathe
I see what life has dealt to me
With every sadness I deny
I feel a chance inside me die
Give me a taste of something new
To touch to hold to pull me through
Send me a guiding light that shines
Across this darkened life of mine
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay №fore me
Breathe to make me breathe
For every man who built a home
A paper promise for his own
He fights against an open flow
Of lies and failures, we all know
To those who have and who have not
How can you live with what you№ve got?
Give me a touch of something sure
I could be happy evermore
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay №fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
This life prepares the strangest things
The dreams we dream of what life brings
The highest highs can turn around
To sow love№s seeds on stony ground
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay №fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
(Breathe)
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How can we ever be free again?
After all the shouting and crying
Trying to hurt one another for nothing
Things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through her fields of fire, her fields of fire
Now that the skies have gone clear again
And we try to talk it through, peace of mind
One day at a time we're praying
Things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through her fields of fire, her fields of fire
Something is hurting way deep down inside
Showing the scars of the ghosts that are hiding
Stay in my arms
Things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through her fields of fire
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, what shall she do?
May the rains run through her fields of fire, her fields of fire
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Hush with your talk now, nothing to say 'bout what life has done to you
Cradle your young head safe in my bed, and I will help pull you through
Listen to every word I say to you, and then you'll know it's true
When you look inside love can turn you onto anything you want to
Take me home, my fallen angel
I will make you shine, I can soothe your soul
Open your eyes to all the wonderful days waiting there for you
Listen to every word I say to you, and then you'll know it's true
When you look inside love can turn you on to anything you want to
Take me home, my fallen angel (my fallen angel)
I will make you shine, I can soothe your soul
Take me home, my fallen angel
Take me home, my fallen angel (my fallen angel)
I will make you shine, I can soothe your soul
So take me home, my fallen angel (my fallen angel)
I will make you shine, I can soothe your soul (soothe your soul)
Take me home, oh, fallen angel
My fallen angel, oh
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As I walked the busy, empty streets
With the weight of the world on my shoulder
An ancient voice screamed in my head
Saying, run, boy, run
I waited for the inspiration
Waited for forever, or so it seemed
I made my mind up and started there and then
To run, boy, run
I'm free, I'm free
I took my life, and I walked away, oh, oh
I'm free, I'm free
I packed my life, and I walked away, oh, oh, oh
I left the dust of a million dreams
Lying dead by the side of the road
I felt the breath of a brand new day
Make me run, boy, run
I'm free, I'm free
I took my life, and I walked away, oh, oh
I'm free, I'm free
I packed my past, and I walked away, oh, oh, oh
And I walked away, left the world behind
I just walked away
I just walked away
I'm free, I'm free
I packed my bags, and I walked away, oh, oh, oh
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free
I packed my bags, and I walked away, oh, oh, oh
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"Come lay your head upon my breast," she said
"Come turn your worries into mine
I want ot hear it all, so let your fortress fall
And you'll be fine"
Then she said
(When you're tired of all your sorrows)
(Just fire your guns and arrows)
(And nail me through my heart)
(Oh, this open heart)
Told her all the things I kept inside
The things I wouldn't tell a soul
She smiled and took my hand
With a look of understanding she eased it all
Then she said
"When you're tired of all your sorrows
Just fire your guns and arrows
And nail me through my heart
Oh, this open heart
Take me for my heart
Oh, this open heart"
She gave herself up to me
The first to touch her soul
She cried and kissed my hand
With a look of understanding she eased it all
Then she said
"When you're tired of all your sorrows
Just fire your guns and arrows
And nail me through my heart
Oh, this open heart
Just love me for my heart
Oh, this open heart"
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Bring me my four white horses
Show me my hallowed ground
Bring me my lost companions
Oh, oh, lay my body down
Bring me my glass of comfort
Give me your sacred vow
Bring on my faded glory
Oh, oh, lay my body down
Lay, lay, lay my body down
Will you remember my name in years to come
When all the power I had laid before me rushes o'er me
When you lay me down?
Bring me my choir of angels
I hear the trumpets sound
Bring on my judge and jury
Oh, oh, lay my body down
And look to this golden mirror
This king has lost his crown
And bring on my Spanish dancers
Oh, oh, lay my body down
Should you remember my name, oh, in years to come
When all the glory I had made before me brushes o'er me
When you lay me down
Lay my body down
Oh, lay my body down
(Surrender)
(Surrender)
(Surrender)
(Surrender)
(Surrender)
(Surrender)
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You're through with hoping, you're done with dreaming
Why have you burned every bridge you have crossed?
You can't rely on anyone, your mother's boy, your father's son
If you believe in no one, what will you do?
Oo, it's there in front of you
Pull for the shoreline, reach for a hand
You're nothing at all, oh, you sinnerman
No more excuses, won't you please understand?
You're lost without love, oh, you sinnerman, sinnerman
So leave the darkness you've carried with you
Those angry skies, all the storms you've been through
The battle's over, walk away, the simple price you have to pay
Is to believe that somone's helping you through
Oo it's all you have to do
Pull for the shoreline, reach for a hand
You're nothing at all, oh, you sinnerman
No more excuses, won't you please understand?
You're lost without love, oh, you sinnerman, sad, sad sinnerman
CELTIC VOCALS
Pull for the shoreline, reach for a hand
You're nothing at all, oh, you sinnerman
No more excuses, won't you please understand?
You're lost without love, oh, you sinnerman, poor sinnerman
Pull for the shoreline, reach for a hand
You're nothing at all, oh, you sinnerman
No more excuses, won't you please understand?
You're lost without love, oh, you sinnerman, sad sinnerman
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Hands upon a cross, I see you pray
I can hear the words you cannot say
Free your mind, and you will see
Live forever, come to me
Voices of the past will hunt you down
Give yourself to me, and you'll be found
Free your mind, and you will see
Love will come when your soul is free
Live forever, come to me, come with me
There is no forgetting sorrow, there is no regretting love
All we ever do is borrow all the dreams we're dreaming of
We can never know tomorrow, there's is only giving now, today
Something flickers 'round your faithless eyes
Something deep inside that never dies
Free your mind, and you will see
Love will come when your soul is free
Live forever, come to me
Live forever, come with me
With me
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Falling from an open sky
Fallen from the grace you gave so free
Who would want to cradle me?
Lying through my truest eyes
Lying here beside my dark desires
There's something I don't understand
You want me, you'll find me
Open for trust, trusted for love
Relying on faith, but faith's not enough
How long must I walk this trail of tears?
Moving what's before me
Nothing can disguise the things you see
Who would want to lay with me?
And after all the tears fall
And after all the dreams have gone away
There's one thing I don't understand
You want me, you'll find me
Open for trust, trusted for love
Relying on faith, but faith's not enough
How long must I walk this trail of tears?
Open for trust, trusted for love
Relying on faith, but faith's not enough
No, faith's not enough
You want me
You want me, you'll find me
(Open for trust, trusted for love)
(Relying on faith, but faith's not enough)
How long must I walk this trail of tears?
(Open for trust, trusted for love)
(Relying on faith, but faith's not enough)
How long must I walk this trail of tears?
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When you hold your hands out, may your good Lord show a sign
And when you seek forgiveness, may your good Lord take the time
May your good Lord talk to mine
When you light a candle, may your good Lord see it glow
Shining through the darkness, may your good Lord make it grow
To case alight across the land from killing fields to desert sands
From distant shores to where I stand, will your good Lord make it so?
And after all I think and do, I can't believe that this is true
If I cry out 'treason', will your good Lord make them pray?
All these men of reason, leading nowhere, lost their way
Turning riches in to rags, turning rags into the street
Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day
And after all is said and done, I can't believe our gods are one
Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the street
Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day
What would it take to take a hold?
A sheperd searching for a fold
The greatest story ever told
Somebody's lying
If I believed in something, would your good Lord make it true?
Give me the sword of justice, show me the hate to put it through
Cut down the bitter tears, the sleepless nights, the waking fears
The empty words, the silent ears, would your good Lord love me too?
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The last day rushes by
And the Moon looks so sad
No tears tonight
It's the best we've ever had
And the air's filled with voices
And loudspeaker calls
And we just waltz
As we're waiting
For the Maker
For the Maker
And in the far distant sky
Rose a black, evil cloud
Come to feed on the lives
Of the fools who allowed
Stupid men fight their wars
With empty words in hallowed halls
And leave us waltz
As we waited
For the Maker
For the Maker
'Round and around and around and around
For the Maker
For the Maker
For the Maker
For the Maker
For the Maker
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