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Driven up and down in circles skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out of back alleys Driven to another den of thieves BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven in-Driven to the edge Driven out-On the thin end of the wedge Driven off-By things I've never seen Driven on-By the road to somewhere I've never been IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE The road unwinds toward me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And I go riding on |
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He's got a roadmap of Jupiter
A radar fix on the stars All along the highway She's got a liquid-crystal compass A picture book of the rivers Under the Sahara They travel in the time of the prophets On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone We're only at home when we're on the run On the run He's got a starmap of Hollywood A list of cheap motels All along the freeway She's got a sister out in Vegas Promise of a decent job Far away from her home town They travel on the road to redemption A highway out of yesterday that tomorrow will bring Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring We're only at home when we're on the wing On the wing WE ARE YOUNG WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE WORTH LEARNING THAT WE'RE ONLY IMMORTAL FOR A LIMITED TIME Time is a gypsy caravan Steals away in the night To leave you stranded in Dreamland Distance is a long-range filter Memory a flickering light Left behind in the heartland We travel in the dark of the new moon A starry highway traced on the map of the sky Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle's cry We're only at home when we're on the fly On the fly We travel on the road to adventure On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone We're only at home when we're on the run On the run |
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Living on a lighted stage Approaches the unreal For those who think and feel In touch with some reality Beyond the gilded cage Cast in this unlikely role, Ill-equipped to act With insufficient tact One must put up barriers To keep oneself intact Living in the limelight The universal dream For those who wish to seem Those who wish to be Must put aside the alienation Get on with the fascination The real relation The underlying theme Living in a fisheye lens Caught in the camera eye I have no heart to lie I can't pretend a stranger Is a long-awaited friend All the world's indeed a stage And we are merely players Performers and portrayers Each another's audience Outside the gilded cage |
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Driven up and down in circles skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out of back alleys Driven to another den of thieves BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven in-Driven to the edge Driven out-On the thin end of the wedge Driven off-By things I've never seen Driven on-By the road to somewhere I've never been IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE The road unwinds toward me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And I go riding on |
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If we burn our wings
Flying too close to the sun If the moment of glory Is over before it's begun If the dream is won -- Though everything is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost When the dust has cleared And victory denied A summit too lofty River a little too wide If we keep our pride Though paradise is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost And if the music stops There's only the sound of the rain All the hope and glory, All the sacrifice in vain And if love remains Though everything is lost We will pay the price, But we will not count the cost |
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Driven up and down in circles skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven to the margin of error Drivent to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out of back alleys Driven to another den of thieves BUT IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE Driven in-Driven to the edge Driven out-On the thin end of the wedge Driven off-By things I've never seen Driven on-By the road to somewhere I've never been IT'S MY TURN TO DRIVE The road unwinds toward me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And I go riding on |
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How many times do you hear it?
It goes on all day long Everyone knows everything And no one's ever wrong Until later Who can you believe? It's hard to play it safe But apart from a few good friends We don't take anything on faith Until later Show Don't Tell SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME You've figured out the score SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME I've heard it all before SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME I don't care what you say SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME You can twist perceptions Reality won't budge You can raise objections I will be the judge And the jury I'll give it due reflection Watching from the fence Give the jury direction Based on the evidence I, the jury Show Don't Tell SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Hey - order in the court SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Let's try to keep it short SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Enough of your demands SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Witness take the stand SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Show Don't Tell SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Hey - order in the court SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Let's try to keep it short SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME I don't care what you say SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Let's see exhibit A SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME You've figured out the score SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME I've heard it all before SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Enough of your demands SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Witness take the stand SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Hey - order in the court SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME Let's try to keep it short SHOW ME DON'T TELL ME |
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Rush - The Trees(러쉬 - 트리스)
There is unrest in the Forest There is trouble with the trees For the Maples want more sunligh And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the Maples And they're quite convinced they're right They say the Oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light But the Oaks can't help their feelings If they like the way they're made And they wonder why the Maples Can't be happy in their shade? There is trouble in the forest And the creatures all have fled As the Maples scream 'Oppression!' And the Oaks, just shake their heads So the Maples formed a Union And demanded equal rights 'The Oaks are just too greedy We will make them give us light' Now there's no more Oak oppression For they passed a noble law And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet,Axe,And saw. |
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I knew he was different, in his sexuality
I went to his parties, as the straight minority It never seemed a threat to my masculinity He only introduced me to a wider reality As the years went by, we drifted apart When I heard that he was gone I felt a shadow cross my heart But he's nobody's Herosaves a drowning child Cures a wasting disease Herolands the crippled airplane Solves great mysteries Heronot the handsome actor Who plays a hero's role Heronot the glamor girl Who'd love to sell her soul If anybody's buying Nobody's hero I didn't know the girl, but I knew her family All their lives were shattered in a nightmare of brutality They try to carry on, try to bear the agony Try to hold some faith in the goodness of humanity As the years went by, we drifted apart When I heard that she was gone I felt a shadow cross my heart But she's nobody's Herothe voice of reason Against the howling mob Herothe pride of purpose In the unrewarding job Heronot the champion player Who plays the perfect game Not the glamor boy Who loves to sell his name Everybody's buying Nobody's hero As the years went by we drifted apart When I heard that you were gone I felt a shadow cross my heart Hero |
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And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the artist Reflect it in their art Forge their creativity Closer to the Heart Philosophers and Ploughmen Each must know his part To sow a new mentality Closer to the Heart You can be the Captain I will draw the Chart Sailing into destiny Closer to the Heart |
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I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.
My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons. I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all..." And the meek shall inherit the earth... |
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What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound It's got wires that vibrate and give music What can this thing be that I found? See how it sings like a sad heart And joyously screams out its pain [Incomprehensible] that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently like rain I can't wait to share this new wonder The people will all see its light Let them all make their own music The priests praise my name on this night |
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Here we go - vertigo
Video vertigo Test for echo Here we go - in slo-mo Video vertigo Test for echo Some kind of trouble on the sensory screen Camera curves over caved-in cop cars Bleacher-creatures, would-be desperados Clutch at plausible deniability Don't touch that dial- We're in denial Until the showcase trial on TV Some kind of pictures on the sense o'clock news Miles of yello tape - silhoutted chalklines Tough-talking hoodboys in pro-team logo knockoffs Conform to uniforms of some corporate entity Don;t change that station It's Gangster Nation Now crime's in syndication on TV What a show - vertigo Video vertigo Test for echo Touch and go - vertigo Video vertigo Test for echo Some kind of drama live on satallite Hidden camera coverage from the crime scene to the courtroom Nail-biting hoodboys in borrowed ties and jackets Clutching at the straws of respectability Can't do the time? Don't do the crime And wind up on the perp walk on TV |
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There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance, A host of holy horrors To direct our aimless dance A planet of playthings We dance on the strings Of powers we cannot perceive "The stars aren't aligned - Or the gods are malign" Blame is better to give than receive. You can choose a ready guide In some celestial voice. If you choose not to decide You still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears And kindness that can kill; I will choose a path that's clear- I will choose free will There are those who think that They've been dealt a losing hand, The cards were stacked against them- They weren't born in Lotus-Land All pre-ordained A prisoner in chains A victim of venomous fate Kicked in the face You can pray for a place In heaven's unearthly estate You can choose a ready guide In some celestial voice. If you choose not to decide You still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears And kindness that can kill; I will choose a path that's clear- I will choose free will Each of us A cell of awareness Imperfect and incomplete Genetic blends With uncertain ends On a fortune hunt That's far too fleet |
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Well, you can stake that claim
Good work is the key to good fortune Winners take that praise Losers seldom take that blame If they don't take that game And sometimes the winner takes nothing We draw our own designs But fortune has to make that frame We go out in the world and take our chances Fate is just the weight of circumstances That's the way that lady luck dances Roll the bones Why are we here? Because we're here Roll the bones Why does it happen? Because it happens Roll the bones Faith is cold as ice Why are little ones born only to suffer For the want of immunity Or a bowl of rice? Well, who would hold a price On the heads of the innocent children If there's some immortal power To control the dice? We come in to the world and take our chances Fate is just the weight of circumstances That's the way that lady luck dances Roll the bones Jack, relax. Get busy with the facts. No zodiacs or almanacs, No maniacs in polyester slacks. Just the facts. Gonna kick some gluteus max. It's a paralax, you dig? You move around The small gets big. It's a rig It's action reaction Random interaction. So who's afraid Of little abstraction Can't get no satisfaction >From the facts? You'd better run, homeboy A fact's a fact >From Nome to Rome, boy. What's the deal? Spin the wheel. If the dice are hot take a shot. Play your cards. Show us what you got What you're holding. If the cards are cold Don't go folding. Lady Luck is golden; She favors the bold. That's cold Stop throwing stones The night has a thousand saxaphones. So get out there and rock, And roll the bones. Get busy |
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Trust to your insticnt
If it's safely restrained Lightning reactions Must be carefully trained Heat of the moment Curse of the young Spit out your anger Don't Swallow your tongue Stick it out Don't swallow the poison Spit it out Don't swallow your pride Stick it out Don't swallow your anger Spit it out Don't swallow the lies Natural reflex Pendulum swing You might be too dizzy To do the right thing Trial under fire Ultimate proof Moment of crisis Don't swallow the truth Stick it out Each time we bathe our reactions In artificial light Eath time we alter the focus To make the wrong move seem right You get so used to deception You make yourself a nervous wreck You get so used to surrender Running back to cover your neck Stick it out |
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I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation I can learn to co-exist With anything but pain I can learn to compromise Anything but my desires I can learn to get along With all the things I can't explain I can learn to resist Anything but frustration I can learn to persist With anything but aiming low I can learn to close my eyes To anything but injustice I can learn to get along With all the things I don't know I can learn to resist Anything but temptation I can learn to co-exist With anything but pain I can learn to compromise Anything but my desires I can learn to get along With all the things I can't explain You can surrender Without a prayer But never really pray Pray without surrender You can fight Without ever winning But never ever win Win without a fight I can learn to close my eyes To anything but injustice I can learn to get along With all the things I don't know I can learn to close my eyes To anything but injustice I can learn to get along With all the things I don't know |
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When the ebbing tide retreats Along the rocky shoreline, It leaves a trail of tidal pools In a short-lived galaxy. Each microcosmic planet A complete society. A simple kind mirror To reflect upon our own. All the busy little creatures Chasing out their destinies. Living in the pools, They soon forget about the sea... Wheels within wheels in a spiral array, A pattern so grand and complex, Time after time we lose sight of the way, Our causes can't see their effects. 2. Hyerspace A quantum leap forward In time and in space, The universe learned to expand. Myths and the magic, Triumphant and tragic, A mechanized world out of hand. Computerized clinic For superior cynics Who dance to a synthetic band. In their own image, Their world is fashion. No wonder they don't understand. 3. Permanent Waves Science, like nature Must also be tamed With a view toward its preservation. Given the same State of integrity, It will surely serve us well. Art as expression, Not as market campaigns Will still capture our imaginations. Given the same State of integrity, It will surely help us along. The most endangered species, The honest man, Will still survive annihilation. Forming a world State of integrity, Sensitive, open and strong. Wave after wave will flow with the tide, and bury the world as it does. Tide after tide will flow and recede, leaving life to go on as it was... Your request matches 1 albums and 6 songs |
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Begin the day with a friendly voice, A companion unobtrusive Plays the song that's so elusive And the magic music makes your morning mood. Off on your way, hit the open road, There is magic at your fingers For the Spirit ever lingers, Undemanding contact in your happy solitude. Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antennae bristle with the energy Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free All this machinery making modern music Can still be open-hearted. Not so coldly charted, it's really just a question Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty. One likes to believe in the freedom of music, But glittering prizes and endless compromises Shatter the illusion of integrity. For the words of the profits were written on the studio wall, Concert hall And echoes with the sounds of salesmen. |
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A modern day warrior Mean mean stride Today's Tom Sawyer Mean mean pride Though his mind is not for rent Don't put him down as arrogant His reserve, a quiet defense Riding out the day's events - The river What you say about his company Is what you say about society Catch the mist - Catch the myth Catch the mystery - Catch the drift The world is the world is Love and life are deep Maybe as his skies are wide Today's Tom Sawyer He gets high on you And the space he invades He gets by on you No, his mind is not for rent To any god or government Always hopeful, yet discontent He knows changes aren't permanent - But change is What you say about his company Is what you say about society Catch the witness - Catch the wit Catch the spirit - Catch the spit The world is the world is Love and life are deep Maybe as his eyes are wide Exit the warrior Today's Tom Sawyer He gets high on you The energy you trade He gets right on to The friction of the day |
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There's no bread, let them eat cake
There's no end to what they'll take Flaunt the fruits of noble birth Wash the salt into the earth But they're marching to Bastille Day La guillotine will claim her bloody prize Free the dungeons of the innocent The king will kneel, and let his kingdom rise Bloodstained velvet, dirty lace Naked fear on every face See them bow their heads to die As we would bow as they rode by And we're marching to Bastille Day La guillotine will claim her bloody prize Sing, o choirs of cacophony The king has kneeled, to let his kingdom rise. Lessons taught but never learned All around us anger burns Guide the future by the past Long ago the mould was cast For they marched up to Bastille Day La guillotine claimed her bloody prize Hear the echoes of the centuries Power isn't all that money buys |
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"To seek the sacred river Alph To walk the caves of ice To break my fast on honey dew And drink the milk of Paradise...." I had heard the whispered tales of immortality The deepest mystery From an ancient book, I took a clue I scaled the frozen mountain tops Of eastern lands unknown Time and Man alone Searching for the lost - Xanadu Xanadu - To stand within the Pleasure Dome Decreed by Kubla Khan To taste anew the fruits of life The last immortal man To find the sacred river Alf To walk the caves of ice Oh, I will dine on honey dew And drink the milk of Paradise A thousand years have come and gone But Time has passed me by Stars stopped in the sky Frozen in an everlasting view Waiting for the world to end Weary of the night Praying for the light Prison of the lost -Xanadu Xanadu- Held within The Pleasure Dome Decreed by Kubla Khan To taste my bitter triumph As a mad immortal man Nevermore shall I return Escape these caves of ice For I have dined on honey dew And drunk the milk of Paradise |
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When they turn the pages of history
When these days have passed long ago Will they read of us with sadness For the seeds that we let grow We turned our gaze From the castles in the distance Eyes cast down On the path of least resistance Cities full of hatred Fear and lies Withered hearts And cruel, tormented eyes Scheming demons Dressed in kingly guise Beating down the multitude And scoffing at the wise The hypocrites are slandering The sacred halls of Truth Ancient nobles showering Their bitterness on youth Can't we find The minds that made us strong Can't we learn To feel what's right and wrong Cities full of hatred Fear and lies Withered hearts And cruel, tormented eyes Scheming demons Dressed in kingly guise Beating down the multitude And scoffing at the wise Can't we raise our eyes And make a start Can't we find the minds To lead us closer to the Heart |
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Waiting for the winds of change To sweep the clouds away Waiting for the rainbow's end To cast its gold your way Countless ways You pass the days Waiting for someone to come And turn your world around Looking for an answer To the questions you have found Looking for An open door Well, you don't get something for nothing You can't have freedom for free You won't get wise With the sleep still in your eyes No matter what your dream might be What you own is your own kingdom What you do is your own glory What you love is your own power What you live is your own story In your head is the answer Let it guide you along Let your heart be the anchor And the beat of your song Well, you don't get something for nothing You can't have freedom for free Well, you don't get something for nothing You can't have freedom for free You won't get wise With the sleep still in your eyes No matter what your dream might be |
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In the constellation of Cygnus There lurks a mysterious, invisible force The Black Hole Of Cygnus X-1 Six Stars of the Northern Cross In mourning for their sister's loss In a final flash of glory Nevermore to grace the night... 1 Invisible To telescopic eye Infinity The star that would not die All who dare To cross her course Are swallowed by A fearsome force Through the void To be destroyed Or is there something more? Atomized - at the core Or through the Astral Door - To soar... 2 I set a course just east of Lyra And northwest of Pegasus Flew into the light of Deneb Sailed across the Milky Way On my ship, the 'Rocinante' Wheeling through the galaxies, Headed for the heart of Cygnus Headlong into mystery The x-ray is her siren song My ship cannot resist her long Nearer to my deadly goal Until the Black Hole - Gains control... 3 Spinning, whirling, Still descending Like a spiral sea, Unending Sound and fury Drowns my heart Every nerve Is torn apart.... To be continued |
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Know your place in life is where you want to be Don't let them tell you that you owe it all to me Keep on looking forward, no use in looking 'round Hold your head above the crowd And they won't bring you down Anthem of the heart and anthem of the mind A funeral dirge for eyes gone blind We marvel after those who sought New wonders in the world Wonders in the world Wonders in the world They wrought Live for yourself There's no one else more worth living for Begging hands and bleeding hearts Will only cry out for more Well, I know they've always told you Selfishness was wrong Yet, it was for me, not you I came to write this song |
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Well I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' yeah I'm workin all the time. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, They call me the working man. They call me the working man I guess that's what I am I get home at five o'clock And I take myself out a nice cold beer Always seem to be wonderin Why there's nothin' goin' down here. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, The workin' man They call me the working man I guess that's what I am Well they call me the working man I guess that's what I am Well I get up at seven yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' yeah I'm workin all the time. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, They call me the working man. They call me the working man I guess that's what I am |
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Why try? I know why This feeling inside me says It's time I was gone Clear head, new life ahead It's time I was king now Not just one more pawn Fly by night away from here Change my life again Fly by night, goodbye my dear My ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend Moonrise, thoughtful eyes Staring back at me From the window beside No fright, or hind sight Leaving behind that empty feeling inside Start a new chapter, I find what I'm after Is changing every day The change of the seasons, enough of a reason To want to get away Quiet and pensive, my thoughts apprehensive The hours drift away Leaving my home land, playing a lone hand My life begins today Fly by night away from here Change my life again Fly by night, goodbye my dear My ship isn't coming and I just can't pretend |
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Hey now baby, well I like your smile Won't you come and talk to me for a little while Well, you're makin' me crazy The way you roll them eyes Won't you come and sit with me I'll tell you all my lies Hey, baby, it's a quarter to eight I feel I'm in the mood Hey, baby, the hour is late I feel I've got to move Well, hey now baby, don't you talk so fast I'm just tryin' to make these good times, I'm tryin' to make it last Everything's gettin' hazy Now honey, where'd you go? I just want to find out baby Where'd you learn what you know? Well, hey now baby, said I like your style You really got me baby, way down deep inside Ooh, you drive me crazy Baby, you're the one I just want to rock and roll you woman Until the night is gone |
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A modest man from Mandrake Traveled rich to the city He had a need to discover A use for his newly-found wealth Because he was human Because he had goodness Because he was moral They called him insane Delusions of grandeur Visions of splendour A manic depressive He walks in the rain Eyes wide open Heart undefended Innocence untarnished Cinderella Man Doing what you can They can't understand What it means Cinderella Man Hang on to your plans Try as they might They cannot steal your dreams In the betrayal of his love he awakened To face a world of cold reality And a look in the eyes of the hungry Awakened him to what he could do He held up his riches To challenge the hungry Purposeful motion For one so insane They tried to fight him Just couldn't beat him This manic depressive Who walks in the rain |
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