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You've been away, you took your time
You lost your mind, now you are mine ...
Locked in a basement of a house you never been to
... I'll be kind
I'll spare you all the courtesy
The higher praise, the sublime
And when you scream your anger out
I'll tell you: "you'll be fine" ...
I'm leaving you, for a while
When you'll wake up, you'll be fine
Some things are better left behind
Just let your body be your mind
And its becoming dark and cold
Your feet are numb, your shoulder cry
The chains cut through your flesh
You barely move, but yet you smile
As silhouettes appear before your eyes
You wave them off, until they die
Then morning creeps in through the shades
Some cars are passing by ...
I'm leaving you, for a while
When you'll wake up, you'll be fine
Some things are better left behind
Just let your body be your mind
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2. |
Make a Bet
03:14
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It started off one day
When you decided to be gay
You packed your bag and left the town
Headed for the bay ...
Where all the people flock
They work around the clock
Selling posters and candy in the park
Then you decided to be rich
And found a story you could pitch
To a room full of grumpy old men
And some ladies dressed in pink ...
When everybody smiled
You knew its time to run and hide
‘Cause its just another silly pie in the sky
So get your story straight
On what you is and what you ain’t
Before it gets too late
Your time is up, don’t hesitate
You future hasn’t happened yet
So stop the searching and create
Make some love and meditate
Roll your own dice, make a bet
‘Cause life is like a big roulette
You never know what you can get
If you keep copying others
Your future’s already set ...
So how to tell what’s right and wrong?
What’s your style and what’s your song?
Where’s your home, where you belong?
So get your story straight
On what you is and what you ain’t
Before it gets too late
Your time is up, don’t hesitate
You future hasn’t happened yet
So stop the searching and create
Make some love and meditate
Roll your own dice, make a bet
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3. |
Man With No Name
03:03
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Amid all known beauty and shame
Lies a man who says he bears no name
Surrounded by voices he speaks
Of the future with a madly streak
And the crowd, in circles it grows
In their eyes the desire the know
But their stomach it quivers inside
For they fear he's truly their guide
Yet his speech is so clear and direct
To their knees they must drop and neglect
Petty crimes, great schemes of wealth
Future wives, clutching babes to their breast
So into darkness they march, to unite
With their secrets, in halls oh' so bright
'Till their vision is so badly impaired
And of reality they're never again scared
And with all new freedom, as found
Bodies risen from beds, from the ground
'Till earth is filled with lust and deceit
For their bodies are still bound in defeat
So they turn to the one at the door
To revenge their demise, they implore
Of the man with no name, hands with ore
To commence his death, to even up the score
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4. |
Ever So Slow
03:55
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Ever since you’ve been a child
You took upon yourself
To try and make it easy
For everybody else
Kept your grandma company
Your angry mother too
Never letting off your guard
Afraid of what she’ll do
Your father, though a scholar man
Was never strong enough
You bit your lips and took it hard
The beating made you tough
But ever so slow
I watched your spirit grow
From the wonder child, the prodigy
To the woman that I know
Your journey was long
And no one came along
But now I’m here, so take me in
I’m knocking at your door
Won’t you open up
I’m coming in alone
Don’t you realize
Its time for you to go
You took a husband, you married young
You ran away from home
You a child, he made you cry
Then your daughter came along
Another child, a bigger house
But darling, where were you?
Never asking to be loved
As if you didn’t knew ...
What it meant to be kissed
What’s the smell of love
You thought your life was set in stone
As if sent from above
But ever so slow
I watched your spirit grow
From the wonder child, the prodigy
To the woman that I know
Your journey was long
And no one came along
But now I’m here, so take me in
I’m knocking at your door
Won’t you open up
I’m coming in alone
Don’t you realize
Its time for you to go
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Smile
04:48
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There's a flower bright and gay
There's a mother crying today
For everything a price to pay
Today
There's a clock up on the wall
There's a sign, says: "Pay the Toll"
To build a new, we first destroy
Today
Flowers need no mending
People need no telling
Clocks will keep on ticking
Until we know - to let it go and Smile!
There's a world you can not see
There's a sun you can not feel
There's a sound you can not hear
Today
Reach behind your very arms
Straighten your back and drop your guns
Imagine you're the chosen one!
Today
'cause flowers need no mending
People need no telling
Clocks will keep on ticking
Until we know - to let it go and Smile!
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6. |
Reach Out
03:03
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Reach Out
Try and touch the things that fear you most
See how they can disappear as ghosts
Watch them fade away as you draw near,
Its coming clear
The pain behind the fear - is gone
Its time for you to start now feeling right
To feel you body and soul being tight
To work your way outside
Into a world that understands
With no need to pretend - at all
Recall
When you first fell you had no one to call
When you first knew you had to do it all
Its changing now, you wish is coming true
Its all for you
Even when you're blue - its fine.
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7. |
Under This Spell (cover)
02:43
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Under this spell, can't you feel the warmth of spring
Can't you tell, none of this will mean a thing
And the people are talking about what they're reading about, you and me
Under this spell ...
Its in the papers, magazines
Differnet versions, (with) twisted scenes
(the) Lights in flashes, that lead your way
The many rumors, that fill your day
Under this spell, can't you feel the warmth of spring
Can't you tell, none of this will mean a thing
(the) Lights in flashes, that lead your way
The many rumors, that fill your day
Under this spell, can't you feel the warmth of spring
Can't you tell, none of this will mean a thing
And the people are talking about what they're reading about, you and me
Under this spell ...
Darling I hear them coming ...
Why can't we just stop running on?
[solo]
Under this spell ...
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8. |
No Longer Needed
02:44
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Take your wives out to the sea
Where the sand and sun are free
'till they're crying out for love
Asking only to be free
From the kids that they have born
From the scars that time has worn
From all decency and creed
'till their heart no longer bleeds
And as they thank you for the ride
Wave your hand, put on a smile ...
Take your boys out to the streets
Give them music and critique
'till they stay awake all night
Getting ready for the fight
Against all ordinary forms
Against all law and uniform
'till they're ready to ascend
Into a life you've always planned
And as they thank you for the ride
Wave your hand, put on a smile ...
You're no longer needed
We know it all, now we're even ...
So is a man to live alone?
From himself he's never torn
Or should he open up the gates
For the class of 88?
Should he take it all with stride?
Wave them off and stay inside
Or should he go out to fulfill
His new dream, up on the hill?
And thank them all for the ride
Wave his hand and smile with pride?
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9. |
Calling You Home
04:28
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Since you've been a way from home
The grass has grown, The yard is gone
Silhouettes, they roam your dreams
Serial killers, Magazines
And in their minds, they play you down
Like it's a scene, On some flat screen
Is there something calling you to get back home?
A voice you hear at night on the telephone?
Is there something calling you to get back home?
Calling you, when you're alone
People think you're some machine
Grinding out, Plans and schemes
Hoping one day to succeed
Wiping out, Memories
While you keep paying all the bills
Living large, Ever teen
Is there something calling you to get back home? ...
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