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2. | Please Don't Touch |
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4. | In That Quiet Earth |
5. | Depth Charge |
6. | Jacuzzi |
7. | The Steppes |
8. | Ace Of Wands |
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10. | The Red Flower Of The Taichi Blooms Everywhere |
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12. | A Tower Struck Down |
13. | Spectral Mornings |
14. | Clocks - The Angel Of Mons |
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Walking along the Camino Royale
The Mississippi sighs
Soft in the night when the wind starts to rise
And I'm lifted high around the corner
So I spin
Fast as a ride at the fair
Like a snake that flies through the air
When I cry enough I'm fired from a gun
And thrown through the doors
Only the fool learns to get through
Ahead I see candles floating in pails
Each placed upon a chair
Into a tent where they turn round the bend
Through a kitchen leading to a staircase
Now I stop
Seems that I've been led astray
There are no new answers today
This road is blocked
Only the fool learns to get through
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Can you light a fire in Winter's face
Or say why a life has gone to waste
Pleasure Island was an overcrowded place
Cleopatra's Needle conquered fear
One more nail in your coffin dear
Endless torture for at least two thousand years
Every day
What's the use of friendship, who am I
Hell bent on destruction, how I tried
You became a ghost to me long before you died
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Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away
Every hour I'm down and worried
Dream about night a day a-yay
To many places you can go
When drowning in your sleep
But no one wants to lay awake
For hours counting sheep
I'm fine what about you
OK tell me the news
We all know how to fight
When there's something to lose
In my mind I feel elation
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away
Every hour I'm down and worried
Dream about night a day
For many days I know you'll go
Surrounded by four walls
And by yourself you'll stay inside
Behind your own front door
I'm fine what about you
OK tell me the news
We all know how to fight
When there's something to lose
In my mind I feel elation
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away
Every hour I'm down and worried
Dream about night a day
Well I need to be on my way
Hope to get through another day
Well you know what shape I'm in
And it seems I can never win
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hope I don't wake in the morning
Find you running right away
Every hour I'm down and worried
Dream about night a day a-yay
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The Red Flower Of The Taichi Blooms Everywhere |
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Just like his old father before him
Who served in the great war would sing
We're proud to serve Kaiser or King
They'll always find someone who's willing
To take Tigermoth chances alone
The boy who should never have flown
Was thrown a hundred yards
Blown into smithereens
A crowd drew near but failed to hear
Look I'm over here and still one of you wait...
The young man's despondence soon halted
When gently a voice that he knew
Took shape slowly out of the blue
Flight Captain James at your service
Last month I went down in the drink
You're not as alone as you think
Here's some of your chums from last Thursday
Shot down in their prime over Rome
The boys who can never go home
Were thrown a hundred yards
Blown into smithereens
Until we meet again my friends
No regrets and Lily Marlene sings again
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Clocks - The Angel Of Mons |
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