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When pale turns to pink With a soft unnerving ease And all you've built around May just tumble to the ground We stand or fall With your future in another's hands We stand or fall When your life is not your own When white turns to red In the not too distant days Will force and misery Be the life you have to lead? We stand or fall With your children in anothers world We stand or fall When your town is not your own Chorus: White China White China When crimson takes a hold When the lights go down on all you've ever known When all you'll ever do Is worked out for you We stand or fall When the thoughts you have are not your own We stand or fall When the freedom slips away (Repeat chorus 3 times) |
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Strange how the change came
All in a day Counting down and counting down And waiting for the minute We could touch a world Where heart had love to offer Heart-felt passion building around Feel the love, feel the love Sharing the strain From where apathy reigns For a dying world All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the hands reached out across an ocean Everywhere All in one day All in one day When the people came and stood together Everywhere Everywhere |
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When I was a boy there's a dream that I had
That a war if it's fought was for good against bad And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad And we'd all fall down And I feel like a child again sitting observing You're toying with power, your fingers are burning You're pushing so hard that the worms won't be turning We'll all fall down While you try to pretend you're a god upon high With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies When it comes to the crunch you're no smarter than I And we'll all fall down If it's colour or creed or your old time religion Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision The fight that we strive is the fight to survive And we'll all fall down Well look in the mirror and what do you see An American, Russian, a soldier or me When you've all pressed the buttons just where will you be When we all fall down It gets harder to see just what future's in store for us Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us Words that you give are just words to console us We'll all fall down And what will you do when you've pulled the release When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas Cos after all that was your idea of peace When we all fall down No sun for a world that once stood still No wind's going to blow and no rain's going to fall No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all When we all fall down |
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I was young and not deceived then
I believed in the heart of the country How the words sound, how the truth lies I was moved by the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I saw through The charade, the facade, Now I've had it all When they ask you who deprives you You reply your heart of the country I am older, I am wiser I despise the heart of the country Oh, oh, then I felt it All the tears and the grief I believed it all Taking bad times, by the handful Do what you can for the heart of the country They dish the dirt out too hard to swallow Just to follow the heart of the country Oh, oh, heed the words And learn the lines I'll be fine when I have it all |
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If the stack is high against you And the hammer's coming down And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands Oh my sentimental friend The fast much reach an end Lying face down on the cold stone And they give their all to you But their all is slipping through your hands Oh my sentimental friend Your time will come again Chorus: One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One small day One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One small day How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away How many times have you let depression win the fight Oh my sentimental friend We'll walk as one again (Chorus) How many times has it turned against you How many times will they walk away One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could be a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be One day where I wouldn't feel my senses die Where nothing made me hang my head and cry One day where I could see myself as others do Where I could feel the strength of love at hand One day where I didn't die a thousand times Where I could satisfy this life of mine One day where every hour could by a joy to me And live a life the way it's meant to be |