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The battle's lost The army scattered in destruction The king is dead He drove his sword into a stone A land without a king Who'll be the one to follow
Hold on, don't you worry. I will find you In your desperate hour. Patients, don't you lose hope. There is freedom From these complications. The water
[Belly cover] So what, you think this is usual? Strange moon, strange land, strange man. Hold the hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly,
water street is just the same oh, honey come back to me you see it?s lonely and grey in the city but oh the sun will surely rise, warm my clothes, and
I endeavour to struggle at the I remember another day and realise what love means I look at myself again how I can't stop the .....I can't tell you [
The red moon is rising behind you The ocean is pounding away I held up a light to the smoke but The redness blows it away And the night is cold And the
Shining iron and banners high Enemies facing me, comrades on my side Cross as my excuse Crescent as their snare How can you deny the almighty this way
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The stars you see in the night sky Have been dead for centuries And sunlight creates the illusion Of life for all these years Now i no longer trust these
Mornington Crescent I think of you Rain in the southeast Men feeling blue Men with their bowlers Kids with their spats Ladies with chauffeurs Dogs wearing
Weighing that silver There with your hands In no position to make demands Got what you wanted Oh very nice But every kiss must have a price I?m
So what, you think this is usual? Strange moon, strange land, strange man. Hold the hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly, man. Low Red Moon
Chaos mirroring the eye of eternity. As surely as the tightening grip of singularity. From the disgrace of life's mundanity. The purveyors of immaculate
Oooh, oooh, oooh (x2) Sometimes just letting go is easier And dead friends cant come back They're gone and life goes on If you try, you'll be alright
I remember when we were so young and two thoughts were meant to be as one I keep all the memories deep inside of me I still feel the sympathy Things
The stars you see in the night sky Have been dead for centuries Sunlight creates the illusion Of life for all these years Now I no longer trust these