The Gift
Ure Midge lyrics
Ure Midge lyrics
"Wastelands Lyrics"
Anybody Lovin' You Lyrics
freedom- free at last i'm flyin' ain't lookin' back again i tuck my heart inside my sleeve and saunter off to some jamaican bar the sun goes down as i drink up my spir
freedom- free at last i'm flyin' ain't lookin' back again i tuck my heart inside my sleeve and saunter off to some jamaican bar the sun goes down as i drink up my spir
The boy is listening to those records from the past
He wants to make them last
For they make him feel alive
They are the voices of the faces on the wall
He listens to them all
Hangs on every little tale they tell
Knows them all and their life stories
Shares their pain and shares their glories
One day he even cut their names upon his skin
They mean that much to him
Cruel Light Of Day Lyrics
Someone's opening up for business The morning rings the same old way But someone should've taught me forgiveness Now I see it in the cruel light of day Tell him he's done me a
For them he'd take the testSomeone's opening up for business The morning rings the same old way But someone should've taught me forgiveness Now I see it in the cruel light of day Tell him he's done me a
His bedroom window opens to the evening air
The fox is in his lair
The volume of his system is full on
But the neighbours moan and the parents call
This angry noise is the muzak of the wastelands
Wastelands, the wastelands, wastelands
The boy is dressing in the fashion of the day
The kids all dress that way
You can tell them anywhere
The boy looks out and sees his friedns are waiting there
In the cold electric glare
Of those lamps that make you think that night is day
They drag their lusts into your sight
With shouts and screams they meet the night
They block your way in twos and fours
In uniforms from city stores
They're closing in, who knows the score
It won't be long before
A martyr's blood is nourishing th
60 Steps Lyrics
[based on "60 Steps" by Carlos Santana] The man of the struggle, In his search for solace, He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. He sees
e wastelands[based on "60 Steps" by Carlos Santana] The man of the struggle, In his search for solace, He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. He sees
Wastelands
Yes it won't be long before
A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands
Wastelands, the wastelands, wastelands, oh wastelands
Wastelands
Yes it won't be long before a martyr's blood is nourishing
The wastelands
A martyr's blood is nourishing the wastelands
Wastelands, oh wastelands
Words and music: M. Ure/D. Mitchell