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I’m gazing at faces staring blankly at me / Oh, I suppose it’s just a sign of the times / They tell me tomorrow will never arrive / But I’ve seen it end a million times

Must have died a thousand times / Must have died a thousand times / Must have died a thousand times / Feeling less than human

Feel myself falling to the ground / Solitary silence there’s no sound / Open my eyes and look around / Colours and concepts that confound

One cold damp eveningThe world stood stillI watched as i held my breathA sillhouette i thought i knewCame through,someone spoke to meWhispered in my earThis fantasy’s for youFantasy’s are in this yearMy whole life flashed,before my eyesI thought,what they say is trueI’ve shed my skin,and my disguiseAnd cold on the naked eyeEmerged from my cocoonAnd a half remebered tune played softly in my headHe saidHe turns smiling…and saidI realise a miracle,is dueI dedicate this melody,to youI realise a miracle,is dueI dedicate this melody,to youBut is this the stuff dreams are made of?If this is the stuff dreams are made ofNo wonder i feel like i’m floating on airNo wonder i feel like i’m floating on airI realise a miracle,is dueI dedicate this melody,to youBut is this the stuff dreams are made of?If this is the stuff dreams are made ofNo wonder i feel like i’m floating on airNo wonder i feel like i’m floating on airNo wonder i feel like i’m floating on airEverywhereOh, it feels like i’m everywhereLike when you fail to make the connection,you know vital it isOh when something slips through your fingers you know precious itisAnd you reach the point when you knowIt’s only your second skinIt’s only your second skinSomeone’s banging on my door

As she parts her greying hair / Voices on the stair / When she turns there’s something there / Like a nightmare from the past

With the sun in your eyesAlways mistakingThe truth from the liesIn the love that you’re makingDon’t pretend it isn’t soWith the sun in your eyesIt always revealsA voluntary bondageThat always appealsIt’s how you make the garden growBut why this weaknessNo-one knowsOur conscience cries his sorrowWhile we sleepBut once the morning’s dawnedOut the back-doorSilently he creepsWith the sun in your eyesAlways remindingA sense of excitementYou’ve no hope of findingWith the chains that bind your feetBelonging or longingFor a few empty hoursIn a strangers bedTo chase awayA fear that’s in your headAnd why this weaknessNo-one knowsThe vacant faceless voicesOn the phoneBring words that offer noConsolation when you’re all aloneWith the sun in your eyesBeaten on the brow of historyA union forged in slaveryIn all that’s hope and decencyA hope for you and a hope for meFor every woman child and manTo those who’ll chain you if they canThe babe you’re bouncing on your kneeNeeds your help now can’t you see

You can shake your hips / You can seal your lips / I can’t make that trip / And all life’s fears

I shake my head and shiver / They smile / And then stab my back as they shake my hand / Send out an sos plea

Oh when it’s summer and the skies are glassOh when it’s summer and the skies are glassI just have to make the evenings last they’re always flyingpastOh when it’s raining and the skies are blackOh when it’s raining and the skies are blackI just have to hear the thunder roll and hear the lightningcrackWith fading powers,we sit for hours by a television screenWith funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we’veseenOh brother can you hear my voice?Oh brother can you hear my voice?Every second that you cling to life you have to feel aliveWell it’s an easy thing to sell your skinIt’s an easy thing to sell your skinWith the devil banging on the door , you always let him in.With fading powers, we dream of hours that’ll never come againOld defenders are themselves defenceless when the mad attack thesaneWhat can you do, when you see no future in front of you?Food for the fewSo many it seems, stand in front of youI see my face reflected there in a sweating brow.You hate what you see, but what can be done when there’s no wayoutNo way outNow brother can you hear my voiceBrother can you hear my voiceEvery second that you cling to life you have to feel aliveAnd now it’s summer and the skies are glassWhen it’s summer and the skies are glassI just have to make the evenings last, they’re always flashingpastSo there we cowerWe sit for hours by a television screenWith funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we’veseenBut when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go?Where do you go?But when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go?Where do you go?I don’t knowI don’t know

Soul in isolation / I can hear you breathing down the hall / Soul in isolation / I can hear you crying through the walls