1. |
Eh! - Sob Stories
05:30
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You could have been something in life
If you'd been healthy, or wealthy, or poor
You could have made everyone laugh
If you'd been funny
You could have been Ghandi - if -
If only you'd been born in India, yeah
You could have bought the starving a meal
If you'd had the cash
Chorus
Don't believe in your own sob stories
About how life should be
Like it is in your dreams
Don't believe in your own sob stories
You can't carry a cross
On a diet of peaches and cream
You could have been light for the world
If you hadn't locked yourself in the basement
You could have said things to revere
If you'd known what they were
You could have made discoveries
You could have changed history
You could have won medals of gold
If only you'd run
Chorus
You talk about sin as if you had
A unique view of the matter
As if you have some excuse
God won't recognise
You talk about dying as if you had
Some sort of choice in the matter
As if when it comes to you
You'll just close your eyes
Don't think that I don't understand
Or criticise you as if alien
There's something of you, the fantasy fool
In all of our lives
But when we replace life with a dream
Vision with hallucination
Sleep walk ensues
Wandering off in a deadly land
Chorus
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2. |
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Policeman in the classroom
Teaching the children how to scream
It's more than not talking to strangers
It could be someone in your family
Nasty man with video
Feeds the demand he supplies
He doesn't care where his victims get to
As long as the profits multiply
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
From the members to the house next door
There's a whole lot of fooling about
How many more take enough precautions
Like it's not wrong 'till you're found out?
Newspapers throwing stones
About the moral decay of the nation;
You turn the page there's the thin end of the wedge
Smiling for the circulation
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
On the alter of convenience
Another child is sacrificed
The god of pleasure takes his toll
And still we queue to pay the price
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27-28-29-30
I think that's what we agreed!
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3. |
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Apathetic and Here, I watch myself glide from the sky,
Losing height and end up as something gone bump in the light
Which doesn’t desire to be dragged from the night:
But change is the heartbeat of life into life
Which trembling approaches the knife.
Redemption is costly there’s blood on the land
And all of us till it, it sticks to our hands
It seems to be bound up in our very glands;
It sucks all out wagon wheels into the slush
And falsifies our every blush.
The heart’s a thermometer, readings are odd
We’re from luke-warmer regions where Cain gives the nod
And we tread upon roads where our fathers have trod
We are maples and hapless and blown by the breeze
And we chatter of being at ease
Dreary me
We chatter of being at ease.
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I am the ceiling
You are the floor above me
Rising into real
I am deceiving
You are the honesty
I pray that I can feel
I am confusion
You are the thought that heals
Clarity of vision
I am delusions
You are the target struck
By shot of pure precision
And how I love you
Some may say it's all unreal
That's not the way I feel
My heartbeat dance and play
Nothing more to say...
How well you know me
How much you show me
As you lead me to my goal
Ferryman row me
Across deep waters
To the calm side of my soul
Where we can beachcomb
Trace the feeling back to source
Adopt a different kind of course
A change of heart
Another place to start
Secret steps are in your dance
The offer of a second chance
Sights renewed
A clearer point of view
No longer need a careful plan
No longer be the also-ran
I laid my life down
And I picked it up again
Freedom
Along the way
I sing celebration
I sing for a new day
Freedom
Now I know
So long as we're together
There's nowhere that we cannot go
I called your name
No words remain - enter!
I am delivered
I am a baby born
Into your sacred peace
I was a prisoner
And you are the key
That opened locks for my release
Christ, I love you
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You ask me some searching questions
Yes certainly you do
Make me question my intentions
And certainly that's true
But you hand is never random
And your moves are sweet to see
All your love for me
Footsore I've been weary
Uncertain and unsure
Yet in each of the darkest places
You have been before
I have found that all your footsteps
Have fallen where my own should be
All your love for me
You carried my burden
To the cross-roads heart
What some may see as failure
You turned into a start
It has not held you
You are beyond it
You left it empty a sign to call
All your love for me
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6. |
Flap - Down Here
09:21
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Life and death are fought out on a screen
Words and pictures jostle there
But are not clearly seen
Selfishness and greed like driven rain
Soak into the pilgrim soul
Prepared to feel pain
Down here…
Samples of the merchandise displayed
The killer’s tools the toys for fools
The thugs love to parade
Expenses in this business world are high
The average plan takes what it can
The rest must do or die
Down here…
Time and time again we’re torn
Between the world we’re longing for
And the one in which we’re born
Oh Lord can’t you magic it alright?
Is there no answer?
“…You say your love stands until the weather breaks
On the other side of the storm
You say it’s mercy that hold judgment back
That love prefers reform
All the promises you make
Are met in the bread we break
It’s a cross-road onto which your shadow falls
Your love’s not cheap at all…
You say we see you in the Servant Kind
In whose sufferings we are healed
You say we need turn around and see
The love we seek revealed
If we’ll lower the shield of lies
If we’ll drop all our disguise
You have shed forgiveness
Life-blood for us all
Your love’s not cheap at all
Desire to share must proclaim what is missed
The promise of Your full embrace
For all who had You kissed
However often this worlds lies are told
The power of Your promises still holds
They make bold
They comfort and empower us
Where garbage sells as gold
Down here…
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7. |
Eden Burning - His Love
03:49
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His love is a shield for the hopeless
His love is a seed in the soil
All of His love He will give you
If you will learn to receive
His love is worth far more than money
His love is worth suffering and joy
All of His love can live in you
If you will only believe
His love is a light on a tall stand
His love is a shade in the heat
His love is the gift of a clean heart
His love drown the bitter with the sweet - His love
All of the pain you will pass through
The lies you will see bought and sold
Will never destroy His love in you
The Spirit of life that the grave cannot hold
His love is a strong place to stand on
His love causes blindness to see
His love it is pure it is holy
His love is forgiving and free -
I'm grateful for His love
So grateful for His love
Undeserved for me
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8. |
Pendragon - Human Being
06:55
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tremulous and quivering such victims as there are
contend with emotions under skin
without wearing water wings
the strike against the stream
hopelessly believing they might swim
here they all come rushing down again
here they all come rushing down again
time has hardly swallowed up the evidence
how is it they say they did not know
that history grows up like a weed
doctrine pinned upon it
bars across the window destroy human being
static mind solidifies
can no longer flow
up against it's borders and unable to pay
much attention to...
human being, human being
human being, human being
when in doubt you turn to find a scapegoat on the wall
gaze into the mirror begging pardon
if everytime we tell a lie a little fairy dies
they must be building death-camps in the garden
Pacing back and forwards
conscience in a box
barred in from the sunlight getting pale
and losing every sense of...
human being, human being
human being, human being
the forces of oppression
forge links around the earth
ordering our faces to the floor
the wilful non-involvement
by hirelings of the crimes
is futile and inhuman as before
the sum of our best efforts
shouldn't lead us back to here
on the road to murder
where we can no longer admit to any
human needing, human feeling
human living, human loving
human fragile, human being
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9. |
Jadis - Never Mind
05:58
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"Never mind", says the devil on your shoulder,
"You can eat your cake and have it -
It only means your being sick."
"Never mind", says the moron in the advert;
"You can fiddle with the big boys -
You only need a lot of cash."
All the forms of consolation
That are pointers into hell
Leave a taste of dust and ashes in the mouth
When they fall into the balance
Of our deepest human needs
They crumble into nothing and blow away
"Never mind", says delirium in the bottle
As it rushes round the temple
And graffitis on the walls
"Never mind", says the profit of big business;
"We can make the world a playground;
We can make ourselves immune."
All the times we have committed
To the culture of our lies
Will be blown apart like victims of the bomb
When we undermine the truth
Directly or by stealth
We prepare all our foundations for collapse.
Still - never mind...
All the things that we believe in
Are expressed eloquently
In loud symbols that stand screaming in our lives
"Never mind", so say all of us consumers
As we double guzzle portions
And deprive the poor of theirs
"Never Mind", says the human who abandons
The great promises of heaven
In a search for little thrills
Shall we turn to face the music
Seek forgiveness and new life?
Shall we make peace with our maker in His son?
Shall we find the place of solace
Receive the strength of love?
Shall we turn or blunder blind
In "Never mind"...?
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10. |
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(It’s cold out here in Piccadilly Square)
Underneath the newspaper picture
Underneath the face a brain
Personality
Shaped from go
But
No two hundred quid
Tramp o.k. so what are you?
(It’s cold out here in Piccadilly Square)
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11. |
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everybody has wisdom everyone understands
food when we are hungry
the touch of loving hands
no one is anyone's property
no one should be a slave
the joining of hearts in free will
begins a tidal wave
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
and it doesn't make any difference
the colour of anyone's skin
we need the rejection of prejudice
let peace come flooding in
jealousy is just a parasite hatred is disease
respect for human dignity
become skittering wind blown leaves
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
the time is surely coming when we could all be free
when eyes for so long blinded
in opening shall see
that children may grow happily
safe in the love of all
the earth a fertile garden where nobody need crawl
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
and if it seems that your hoping heart
has led you into pain
take a tip from the carpenter
forgive and love again
and again
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12. |
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You could have been something in life
If you'd been healthy, or wealthy, or poor
You could have made everyone laugh
If you'd been funny
You could have been Ghandi - if -
If only you'd been born in India, yeah
You could have bought the starving a meal
If you'd had the cash
Chorus
Don't believe in your own sob stories
About how life should be
Like it is in your dreams
Don't believe in your own sob stories
You can't carry a cross
On a diet of peaches and cream
You could have been light for the world
If you hadn't locked yourself in the basement
You could have said things to revere
If you'd known what they were
You could have made discoveries
You could have changed history
You could have won medals of gold
If only you'd run
Chorus
You talk about sin as if you had
A unique view of the matter
As if you have some excuse
God won't recognise
You talk about dying as if you had
Some sort of choice in the matter
As if when it comes to you
You'll just close your eyes
Don't think that I don't understand
Or criticise you as if alien
There's something of you, the fantasy fool
In all of our lives
But when we replace life with a dream
Vision with hallucination
Sleep walk ensues
Wandering off in a deadly land
Chorus
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13. |
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Policeman in the classroom
Teaching the children how to scream
It's more than not talking to strangers
It could be someone in your family
Nasty man with video
Feeds the demand he supplies
He doesn't care where his victims get to
As long as the profits multiply
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
From the members to the house next door
There's a whole lot of fooling about
How many more take enough precautions
Like it's not wrong 'till you're found out?
Newspapers throwing stones
About the moral decay of the nation;
You turn the page there's the thin end of the wedge
Smiling for the circulation
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
On the alter of convenience
Another child is sacrificed
The god of pleasure takes his toll
And still we queue to pay the price
What in the world are we doing?
What in the world are we doing?
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19-20-21-22-23-24-25-26-27-28-29-30
I think that's what we agreed!
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14. |
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Apathetic and Here, I watch myself glide from the sky,
Losing height and end up as something gone bump in the light
Which doesn’t desire to be dragged from the night:
But change is the heartbeat of life into life
Which trembling approaches the knife.
Redemption is costly there’s blood on the land
And all of us till it, it sticks to our hands
It seems to be bound up in our very glands;
It sucks all out wagon wheels into the slush
And falsifies our every blush.
The heart’s a thermometer, readings are odd
We’re from luke-warmer regions where Cain gives the nod
And we tread upon roads where our fathers have trod
We are maples and hapless and blown by the breeze
And we chatter of being at ease
Dreary me
We chatter of being at ease.
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15. |
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I am the ceiling
You are the floor above me
Rising into real
I am deceiving
You are the honesty
I wish that I could feel
Forming a function
All of the qualities within you make the deal
Stand at the junction
You are the crossing point through which no thief may steal
Some may say it's all unreal
That's not the way I feel
My heartbeat dance and play
Nothing more to say...
How well you know me
How much you show me
As you lead me to my goal
... you tow me
Across the Styx
To where the ...
I am delivered
I am a baby born
Into your sacred peace
I am delusion
You are every fact that offers me release
Some may say it's all unreal
That's not the way I feel
My heartbeat dance and play
Nothing more to say...
Taking a different kind of course
Instead of my eyes I see through yours
A change of heart
Another place to start
Secret steps within your dance
Offer me a second chance
Another start, a different point of view
No longer need a careful plan
No longer be the also-ran
Another freedom
Is the point I feel
Freedom
Don't you know
Is just a place inside you
A place where you may go
Freedom
Don't you know
Is just a place inside you
A place where you may go
I am the ceiling
You are the floor above me
Rising into real
I am deceiving
You are the honesty
I pray that I could feel
Some may say it's all unreal
That's not the way I feel
My heartbeat dance and play
Nothing more to say...
Some may say it's all unreal
That's not the way I feel
My heartbeat dance and play
Nothing more to say...
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16. |
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You ask me some searching questions
Yes certainly you do
Make me question my intentions
And certainly that's true
But you hand is never random
And your moves are sweet to see
All your love for me
Footsore I've been weary
Uncertain and unsure
Yet in each of the darkest places
You have been before
I have found that all your footsteps
Have fallen where my own should be
All your love for me
You carried my burden
To the cross-roads heart
What some may see as failure
You turned into a start
It has not held you
You are beyond it
You left it empty a sign to call
All your love for me
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17. |
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Life and death are fought out on a screen
Words and pictures jostle there
But are not clearly seen
Selfishness and greed like driven rain
Soak into the pilgrim soul
Prepared to feel pain
Down here…
Samples of the merchandise displayed
The killer’s tools the toys for fools
The thugs love to parade
Expenses in this business world are high
The average plan takes what it can
The rest must do or die
Down here…
Time and time again we’re torn
Between the world we’re longing for
And the one in which we’re born
Oh Lord can’t you magic it alright?
Is there no answer?
“…You say your love stands until the weather breaks
On the other side of the storm
You say it’s mercy that hold judgment back
That love prefers reform
All the promises you make
Are met in the bread we break
It’s a cross-road onto which your shadow falls
Your love’s not cheap at all…
You say we see you in the Servant Kind
In whose sufferings we are healed
You say we need turn around and see
The love we seek revealed
If we’ll lower the shield of lies
If we’ll drop all our disguise
You have shed forgiveness
Life-blood for us all
Your love’s not cheap at all
Desire to share must proclaim what is missed
The promise of Your full embrace
For all who had You kissed
However often this worlds lies are told
The power of Your promises still holds
They make bold
They comfort and empower us
Where garbage sells as gold
Down here…
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18. |
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His love is a shield for the hopeless
His love is a seed in the soil
All of His love He will give you
If you will learn to receive
His love is worth far more than money
His love is worth suffering and joy
All of His love can live in you
If you will only believe
His love is a light on a tall stand
His love is a shade in the heat
His love is the gift of a clean heart
His love drown the bitter with the sweet - His love
All of the pain you will pass through
The lies you will see bought and sold
Will never destroy His love in you
The Spirit of life that the grave cannot hold
His love is a strong place to stand on
His love causes blindness to see
His love it is pure it is holy
His love is forgiving and free -
I'm grateful for His love
So grateful for His love
Undeserved for me
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19. |
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Tremulous and quivering such victims as there are
Contend with emotions under skin
Fatuous majority swims up against the stream
Hopelessly believing they might win
Here they all come rushing down again
Here they all come rushing down again
Time has only swallowed up the idiots
Always made room for some more to come
History grows up like a weed
Doctrine pinned upon it
Bars across the window destroy human being
Static mind solidifies
Can no longer flow
Stuck against it's borders and unable to pay much attention to...
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
If in doubt put something sweet and sticky in your mouth
Dribble down your chin and beg a pardon
If every time we tell a lie a little fairy dies
They must be building death-camps in the garden
Pacing back and forwards
Conscience in a box
Closed in from the sunlight getting pale and losing every sense of...
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
The sum of our best efforts
Shouldn't lead us back to here
On the road to murder
Where we can no longer admit to any
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
Human being, human being
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20. |
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21. |
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(It’s cold out here in Piccadilly Square)
Underneath the newspaper picture
Underneath the face a brain
Personality
Shaped from go
But
No two hundred quid
Tramp o.k. so what are you?
(It’s cold out here in Piccadilly Square)
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22. |
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everybody has wisdom everyone understands
food when we are hungry
the touch of loving hands
no one is anyone's property
no one should be a slave
the joining of hearts in free will
begins a tidal wave
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
and it doesn't make any difference
the colour of anyone's skin
we need the rejection of prejudice
let peace come flooding in
jealousy is just a parasite hatred is disease
respect for human dignity
become skittering wind blown leaves
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
the time is surely coming when we could all be free
when eyes for so long blinded
in opening shall see
that children may grow happily
safe in the love of all
the earth a fertile garden where nobody need crawl
don't hold back
don't think that hope is pointless
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
don't believe
that life is closed against us
love is a, love is a,
love is a, love is an open door
and if it seems that your hoping heart
has led you into pain
take a tip from the carpenter
forgive and love again
and again
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