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Can't Hold On
03:50
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bearded and dazed
I've crashed this ice moon's face
but oh what fouls await
the so long lost at space?
where a white death seems, I can barely breathe, a white death seems
still I'm going out to face it on a limb
and I've paid my dues for something that I never did
father teach me all that I forgot
or just hold me when I can't hold on
one forward two back
my steps, my guilt burns black
as the hole that spaceshipwrecked
all but me slower each breath...
for a frozen beast, I'm frozen feast, for a frozen beast
but still I'm going out to face him on a limb
and I've paid my dues for something that I never did
but father why should I have been the one
that escaped when now I can't hold on
well ooh, by radio now, one thousand wolves inside me howl
well ooh, I'm sorry dear, over and out, I hope you hear, hear, hear...
son you must hold on
but the wolves are strong...
no, just hold on
I think I'll go on out to face them on a limb
cos I've paid my dues it's something that I never did
father may my mayday reach back home
or else hold me on the day I'm done when I can't, I can't hold on
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2. |
Revolutions
03:44
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who tills the mir? who owns the land?
petition began
and with names, came word
of worker's plans, a gypsy sang
that history is full of revolutions
now better you come, man I'm show you one
cos I see you, burning in the dark
ravens await the fake little heart
and I heard they turned your portrait to the wall
you speak for none at all
at winter palace, came slurs
I'd heard my whole life, but now wondered
why really these people came, the gypsy who had come explained,
as far as you have gone, you best beware, a greater power lies beyond
who choose our rulers, have always done, by lighting revolutions!
yeah I see them, burning in the dark
ravens await, their plain little hearts
cos although they turned a portrait to the wall
they speak for none at all
the stars wept down, as palace guards shot round after round
and we hid wondering how anyone, could write this kind of hell
so through the palace passage, this servant girl my petition I'd give
the people who make your food are dying, please, take this I beg of you
and matching her face to the painting behind
saw the princess herself and so terrified
and regal as great peter, only meeker, equal we were in our fates
if predetermined so the world is, best we love until the day
that we break through, burning in the dark
ravens await, our late little hearts
to stand and turn the portrait to the wall of who speak for none at all
and one day we'll be burning in the dark
beacons aflame for brave little hearts
who choose to burn, fake portraits at the wall
a people spoken for
but 'til that day may dawn
my revolution's mine alone
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3. |
My Baby Don't Know
04:21
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let's make a deal: set me on fire, and I'll never tell
that you don't know, right from wrong and now the whole world's gonna know what you've done
and in the first place, who could imagine, the world was not there, and petty thieves, mean nothing to me, because the whole world's gonna know what you've done
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
and in the second place, all that was torn apart, was written to be, and all eyes turned, to exclamation, because the whole world's gonna know what you've done
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
and you will find out that I was the one, who stood, where you said you would
too late to change the blood on your hands, and now the whole world's gonna know what you've done!
and in my head, hid in my hands, my only thought
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
my baby don't know, she doesn't know, nothing at all
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4. |
The Land Of The Dragons
03:55
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in the land of the dragons, I woke up, I woke up
but I pray for a better home, and the connection, I know that I am worth
so you can kill me, you can stab me, but you'll never make me angry
cos it's all I have left, ain't got nothing left, it's the thing that I like best
so much more is better than revenge
well I was aimin', for the world and (they) said they would feel me
but if I'm not scared, but i say I'm scared
it gets me out of my head and to you, and to you, and to you...
so you can kill me, you can stab me, but you'll never make me angry
cos it's all I have left, ain't got nothing left, it's the thing that I like best
so much more is better than revenge
the thing you think I do not know, I figured it out long ago
and I forgive you heart and soul, cos anger don't look good on me, no
so you can kill me, you can stab me,
oh but you'll never make me angry
cos it's all I have left, and I ain't got nothing left, it's the thing that I like best
so much more is better than revenge
in the land of the dragons, I woke up, I woke up
not angry, that's not me, baby that's you
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5. |
First Man On Mars
03:35
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my buddy will be the first man on mars
that's good enough for him
see I did never want, to be at the front
with life is as it is
well I'll see you on saturday, I heard a father say, by a broken home, where nobody spoke
from the plastic tomb, to the plunging harpoon, oh what on earth could save you?
so my buddy calls me, with tears in his voice
he doesn't need to say
I say, “well I did never want, to be at the front”
he said, “well it's your lucky day”
well I'll see you on saturday, was all was left to say, on the telephone, then nobody spoke
from my earthly tomb, I'll be plunging through, oh I guess I'll be gone soon
cos there was nothing to leave behind
would you look into my soul, and tell me you don't love me and I won't come home
I'm not sure if it's pink or red, but I can throw away the line
see I did never want to be at the front, but the view there is sublime
well, I'll see you on saturday, you heard the speaker say, as we were comin' home, yeah nobody spoke
in our metal tomb, as we plunged into blue, I finally didn't miss you
cos there was nothing, to leave behind
would you look into my soul, and tell me you don't love me and I won't come home
well I was the first man on mars
I don't know what it is
that makes me never want to be at the front
but I can tick mars off my list
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Alex Edwards Brisbane, Australia
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