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Come the day
You see the sun
Hit the arch
A history song
If you don't know it now then you will do
If you don't know it now then you will do
A ship across
The estuary
Sundays lost
In melancholy
If you don't know it now then you will do
If you don't know it now then you will do
A storm of strings
Far away
The hangers on
Saved the day
If you don't know it now then you will do
If you don't know it now then you will do
And if you don't feel it now then you will do
And if you don't feel it now then you will do
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
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Where do I see the light
It's all gone dead in a way
Cos more or less and get on by
My made up thing on the day
Oh Lord can a stone
Be ballest for an aching soul
Just learning how to know your mind
No hiding out on the way back
To get out before I'm feeling
You just blow them all away
It's eighties life
But it all looks good on you
Suddenly police run out
And hope is found in a sound
Cos I don't want to live a war
That's got no end in our time
Call it living in this country
Calling it missing dawn patrol
It's eighties life
And it's all gone right on you
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Another wave crash over you
It put you in a spell
On a cold place
You know well
It pulls you further out to sea
Under the lights at Tilbury
Life still love
Your melody
In a tide end town
Everyone hallucinating on you
But a northern whale
Wouldnt leave you until Englands tears are done
When the day comes, well move on endlessly
They only see you in a dream
Lying by a dark machine
Sing on love
Your melody
In a tide end town
Everyone hallucinating with you
But a northern whale
Wouldnt leave you until all our tears are done
When the day comes, hell move on endlessly
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Friday night in the Kingdom of Doom
Ravens fly across the room
All in now there's a noise in the sky
Following all the rules and not asking why
And when the sunset world begins
Turning into the night I see everything in black and white and then
Drink all day 'cos the country's at war
You'll be falling on the palace floor
I can't be anymore than I see
In the flood get washed away
When the sunset world begins
Turning into the night I see everything in black and white and then
A love song for the collaboration you and me will never be and then
We'll let it flow away
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Standing on the dark canal
By the gasworks
Celebrate the ghost gone by
When all love hurts
And the medicine man here 24/7
You can get it fast in Armageddon
Everyone on the way to heaven
Slowly
Call for prayer has come around here
In the morning
Wash our faces go to work
There is no warning
That it all gets better when life is straight
It's bigger than you and the Welfare State
And we'll keep singing it's not too late
For you
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When the hard day come from the magical lamp
That you saw there
And you can't get home
It doesn't compare
You got all love and war
When you are all uptight with fever inside
Let's get out
And if we can't do that what do you say
Let the past pass away
Into the dawn of another way of looking at
The people we've become
To a place where we played when
We were young on the cool
Breeze behind the sun
When the genes dissented and the hammer fell
Reliving
The force of the feeling that got you so down
Will you ever forgive me
It was a perfect night
And I wanted to say
I love you
And when the flood comes down I'll carry you and let the
Past pass away
Into the dawn of another way of looking at
The people we've become
To a place where we played when
We were young on the cool
Breeze behind the sun
All the cool breeze behind the sun
All the cool breeze behind the sun
All the cool breeze behind the sun
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Pull out the bunting
She made then one by one
Hang'em in the trees
Until a breeze it comes
Move to the country
The town has told its tale
When the sutumn leaves
They fall
And the whole place didn't look the same that night
They put a party on and waited for the sunlight to recall
All the days a ticking gone
Bye baby bunting
All England wants you home
Away in the hills
Where the wild things
They roam
So I'll never know why
She made then one by one
Hanging in the trees
'Till a breeze its comes
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Over lord hills bridge we must go
Where the hearts burn at night and the guns unload
Oceanographers are charting the rise of the seas
Today is a submarine
Setting course to the land under me
Nature springs are caught in a war
The imperious demands are the local law
It is dragging us down to the emperor's gate
Everyone is a submarine
Looking for a dream far away
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Wake up feeling good
Go to bed frequently lost in the wood
A soldier’s tale of soul winning love
No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth
All over now out
Birdsong in the night
The sound drags a net through the twilight
Emptiness in computors bothers me
These are the seas in our minds
We make our own confine in time
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Calling other sounds
You out there on the seas
Today is dull and mild
On a stroppy little island
Of mixed up people
Did you hear the story?
Of violent behaviour
The episodes get sent around
Everyone
Give us sordid details
Tie them to the main sail
The drum and gun
Of estatedom
Very near
Living in magazines
Not looking for a reason
Why people stand on their own
In the night on the scrubs
Calling other sounds
You out there on the seas
Today is dull and mild
On a stroppy little island
Of mixed up people
Some of us find
To give it all your all
Rises up the land
And nothing going to hold you down
Not going to be a victim
Not going to be a victim
Not going to be a victim
Oh it's alright
Everything jolly
Running up the hill
On a stroppy little island of mixed up people
Some of us find
To give it all your all
Rises up the land
And nothing going to hold you down
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Lost his own, taken down
all his songs
till his all alone
and all our love was harmed
'cept for you
I'm only young, favourite son
say you tried, take it back
to where you belong
and all the things you say
still untrue
We saw the green fields
turn into homes
such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
turn into homes
such lovely homes
Do what you want to do!
I was digging up, sorting out,
only to built a song alone
till you came along
but all my love was there
just all for you
And in the darkest time
we crossed the line
made a song
cause all the talk was wrong
and all you ever won
can still be true
We saw the green fields
turn into homes
such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
turn into stone
such lonely homes
We saw the green fields
turn into homes
such lovely homes
We saw the green fields
turn into stone
such lonely stone
Now all my love is out
It's just for you
It's not a love song
It's the last song for you
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Moving uptown
But I know it's the place I should be
The streets are all quiet
And no one saying nothing at all
Then the sun came out of he clouds
And charged up the satellites
We all got our energy back and started talking again
It's the blessed routine
For The Good, The Bad And The Queen
Just moving out of dreams with no physical wounds at all
Don't kick the crack heads of the green
They are a political party
And the kids are never going to be tired
Cos everything has ever so slightly come
Everything is so slightly come
Everything is so slightly come
Ooh
Ooh
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