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1. |
| 3:24 | ||||
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one Drying in the colour of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay Perhaps this final act was meant To clinch a lifetime's argument That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could For all those born beneath an angry star Lest we forget how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are how fragile we are |
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2. |
| 2:57 | ||||
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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3. |
| 3:48 | ||||
4. |
| 6:18 | ||||
A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And through a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet That whirls around the April moon Whirling in an arc of sadness I'm lost without you I'm lost without you Though all my kingdoms turn to sand And fall into the sea I'm mad about you I'm mad about you And from the dark secluded valleys I heard the ancient songs of sadness But every step I thought of you Every footstep only you And every star a grain of sand The leavings of a dried up ocean Tell me, how much longer? How much longer? They say a city in the desert lies The vanity of an ancient king But the city lies in broken pieces Where the wind howls and the vultures sing These are the works of man This is the sum of our ambition It would make a prison of my life If you became another's wife With every prison blown to dust My enemies walk free I'm mad about you I'm mad about you And I have never in my life Felt more alone than I do now Although I claim dominions over all I see It means nothing to me There are no victories In all our histories, without love A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And through a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet That whirls around the April moon Whirling in an arc of sadness I'm lost without you I'm lost without you And though you hold the keys to ruin Of everything I see With every prison blown to dust, My enemies walk free Though all my kingdoms turn to sand And fall into the sea I'm mad about you I'm mad about you |
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5. |
| 3:08 | ||||
6. |
| 4:45 | ||||
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us It's a subject we rarely mention But when we do we have this little invention By pretending they're a different world from me I show my responsibility One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us The third world breathes our air tomorrow We live on the time we borrow In our world there's no time for sorrow In their world there is no tomorrow One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us Lines are drawn upon the world Before we get our flags unfurled Whichever one we pick It's just a self deluding trick One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us I don't want to bring a sour note Remember this before you vote We can all sink or we all float 'Cause we're all in the same big boat One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday |
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7. |
| 6:31 | ||||
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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8. |
| 2:43 | ||||
9. |
| 3:08 | ||||
10. |
| 6:58 | ||||
Under the dog star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North, north west, the stones of Faroe Under the Artic fire Over the seas of silence Hauling on frozen ropes For all my days remaining But would north be true? All colours bleed to red Asleep on the ocean's bed Drifting in empty seas For all my days remaining But would north be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you? Dark angels follow me Over the godless sea Mountains of endless falling For all my days remaining What would be true? Sometimes I see your face The stars seem to lose their place Why must I think of you? Why must I? Why sould I? Why should I cry for you? Why would you want me to? And what would it mean to say That, "I loved you in my fashion"? What would be true? Why should I? Why should I cry for you |
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11. |
| 1:40 | ||||
12. |
| 3:01 | ||||
13. |
| 3:53 | ||||
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one Drying in the colour of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay Perhaps this final act was meant To clinch a lifetime's argument That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could For all those born beneath an angry star Lest we forget how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall Like tears from a star like tears from a star On and on the rain will say How fragile we are how fragile we are |