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Long and slender
Altar in the sky
And the warm winds blowing
The river bed was flowing
A star crossed lover
Getting hotter and hotter
I didn't mean to hover
I just had to love her
Swimming in the water
I goggle at the moon
The currents they caught her
Hiding in my room
Mirrors in her eyes
She was wet she was soaking
Ashes in the ocean
And her heart was broken
It was a great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
Great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
The day was dark and burning
All the time we were learning
The rules concerning
Of the corner we were turning
A wish that is walking
Is just a crime scene talking
If it's a plea that you're copping
It's just a door that you're locking
Great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
Great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
It was a great day, great day
It wasn't such a great day
It wasn't such a great day
It was a great day, great day
It wasn't such a great day
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Take all the time that you want
Take all the time that you need
Slow and easy
You might succeed
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Searching for scars that you hide
Looking beneath very stone
Half deep half empty
This must be home
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Remember, remember
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Time precious time, precious time, precious time, precious time
Remember, remember
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I took a trip out of town
A hundred years underground
Had to swim
across the sea
oh, when you were my baby
did you miss me in the morning
did you miss me in the evening
when everyone is bound to dream
and did you run where the wind blows
did you ever go where I didn't know
oh baby did you miss me
A hundred years out of town
It's not so long, so I found
Just long enough to get free
oh when you were my baby
did you miss me in the morning
did you miss me in the evening
when everyone is bound to dream
did you ever run where the wind blows
did you ever go where i didn't know
oh baby did you miss me
look at us now
the years fall down
show me how
check it out hear the sound
all these walls
are coming down
that's just you
that's just me
oh when you were by baby
did you miss me in the morning
did you miss me in the evening
when everyone is bound to dream
and did you ever run where the wind blows
did you ever go where i didn't know
oh baby did you miss me
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Tarantula passes by the window
No one takes it as a sign
No one cares which way the wind blows
Someone's got to change your mind
Every bone has been broken
Rumours all lost at sea
Every word every language has been spoken
Someone's got to set you free
I'm going to wait for you
I'm going to wait for you
Suicide days suicide suicide nights
In a wheelchair almost blind
Someone's going to have to pay the price
Someone's got to change your mind
I'm going to wait for you
I'm going to wait for you
Is it just that we must? Is it here that we gear?
Is it only that we're lonely? It is there that we dare?
Is it the lies that we fight? Is it whores we adore?
Is it god with a rod? Taking more more more?
I'm going to wait for you
I'm going to wait for you
No one knows my name
No one knows my name
Walking down the street baby now
No one knows my name
No one knows my name
Walking down the street baby now
No one knows my name
No one knows my name
Walking down the street baby now
No one knows my name
No one knows my name
Walking down the street baby now
Walking down the street baby now
Walking down the street baby now
No one knows my name
No one knows my name
Walking down the street baby now
Walking down the street baby now
Walking down the street baby now
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Well you came to me
You cooled my mind
The stakes were high
Impossible to describe
I loved you little child
How you mystified
Just a blinding flash
We were parallel lines
Love runs deeper from the underground
Love runs deeper from a broken home
Black angel can't be alone
Love runs deeper from the underground
In the shadow moon
Steel tears I cried
You were out of tune
It seemed to suit my dark side
You had a prophet's pose
And two states of mind
Well I was sure I'd go
We were parallel lines
Love runs deeper from the underground
Love runs deeper from a broken home
Black angel can't be alone
Love runs deeper from the underground
Love runs deeper from the underground
Love runs deeper from a broken home
Black angel can't be alone
Love runs deeper from the underground
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Fighting for a cause I can't remember any more
Well I guess you could say that I was framed
Somebody said there'd be a knock at my door
But the knock it never came
I changed my name
I went insane
Still I can't complain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
In my younger days I was mistaken for a whore
I guess you could say I lived in shame
Well everyone's peace lives side by side with their war
But eventually everyone gets tamed
I changed my name
I went insane
Still I can't complain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
Standing in the Bel Air rain
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I'm a little lost let me find my way
I'm a little dead let me live
Been living in the past let me rise today
Led a selfish life help me give
How long how long how long how long we wait
Waiting for the light that might light our way
Waiting for the right place to fade
You were living under the reign of kings
You were living under the gun
I know it made you do a lot of things
You wish that you'd never done
How long how long how long we hesitate
Waiting for the light that might light our way
Waiting for the right place to fade
Come along lay down and talk to me
Tell me all your fear will allow
It doesn't matter who we thought we were
We ain't got time for that now
How long how long how long how long we wait
Waiting for the light that might light our way
Waiting for the right place to fade
I swear I swear I swear it's not too late
Waiting for the light that might light our way
Waiting for the right place to fade
Waiting for the right place to fade
Waiting for the right place to fade
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Way down here everybody needs
Authority makes us bleed bleed bleed
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Way down here everybody frowns
Authority keeps us down down down
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
That's right
To the left to the right
Up and down in and out
To the left to the right
In and out up and down
In and out and around
That's right baby that's right baby
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Give us a song but don't live what you sing
Say what you mean but please don't mean a thing
I think I might wander underground
I think I might wander underground
They heard fifteen seconds and that was enough
The idea was new but the business was rough
I think I might wander underground
I think I might wander underground
I go to my lover we lay on our bed
Did I sell my heart for the dreams in my head?
I think I might wander underground
I think I might wander underground
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I called you up they said you weren't there
Years ago I was low why should I care?
I wandered down where the sky meets the sand
Closed my eyes told you lies out of my hand
Deep down there's freedom
Deep down there will be a reason
At the end of the season
We will rise from this treason
I walked around under moonlit skies
All alone going home hoping to fly
Face down in the ocean always gasping for air
Saw your face full of grace trying not to care
Deep down there's freedom
Deep down there will be a reason
At the end of the season
We will rise from this treason
I walk empty halls wondering what is true
Behind the garden walls I search for you
Deep down in the ocean deep down in the sea
Saw your face full of grace searching for me
Deep down there's freedom
Deep down there will be a reason
At the end of the season
We will rise from this treason
Deep down there's freedom
Deep down there will be a reason
At the end of the season
We will rise from this treason
We will rise from this treason
We will rise from this treason
We will rise from this treason
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