Here in the dark the dusty light is fading. The lonely night of waiting. Is passing the point and missing the mark. . Be the light or love will fade away.
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There's people in your life,. Who want you to be what they only dreamed to be.. There's people in your life,. Who put you down because you have a simple dream..
I wouldn't hurt you for the world. Even though yesterday. I know I let you down. . You were naked on the table. In the arms of another woman. On the other side of town.
The clown sat speechless. Looking in his mirror. Unable to remember. How to paint his face. . Staring at the image. Slowly getting clearer. Wondering if his fear or his heart.
My country, 'tis of thee. Sweet land of liberty. Of thee I sing. . Land where my fathers died. Land of the pilgrims' pride. From every mountain side. .
And the blue bird over my head. Is waiting for the sea to dry. And the farmer standing on the bridge. Is hoping that the fish will fly. . And the boat on the bay.
I can really see the milky way tonight. From the furthest edge of memory out of sight. Will the sky begin to fall. No one knows at all, no one knows. .
Aster, tou pou sanze. Aster, tou pou arive. Manter, nou tou kone saki tonn fer. Nou finn realize. . Met mwa lao mo met mo pareo. Mo bien zoli dan mo ti sari.
To zet to kass par la fenet. Aster kalkile ki to pou fer. To lavi li kout ser. Me to lavi li kout ser. To telefon mari serye. Aster kalkile ki pou manze.
I saw you there like a fire in the sky. Then all I knew of you was gone. Except your music that I know will never die. Going on and on, going on and on.
Order me a drink. I'll have a glass of red wine. If you don't know what you want. Take your time. . She looked at me and ordered a Margeurita. With no salt in her eyes.
On the end of a tight rope I'm over the town. I'd be good in a circus but so would a clown. From the way that I feel all my hang-ups are down. . In the middle of nowhere I found me a tree.
The horns in the fog could be heard if not seen. Helping to guide the blind in a dream. And down by the seashore, a banquet she gave. She was feeding and needing a soul she could save.
I feel as if I've fallen. Into someone else's dream. Loud voices calling and the smell of steam. The King's amongst the commoners. But someone has to steer.
There's one more thing. I would like to say. About what you do. There's one more thing. There might be one more way. To do what you do. . You don't have anything.
Gotta make a love work out. Before you get, you got to give. Gotta make a love work out. Before you die, you got to live. . If that's what it's all about.
I can't say we won the war. But I can say we survived. Unlike some of your close friends. Who died standing by your side. . Did they serve their country well.
All along the lee shore. Shells lie scattered in the sand. Winking up like shining eyes, at me. From the sea. . Here is one like sunrise. It's older than you know.
Driving out through the windmills. And some of them were still. Sometimes it's hard to catch the wind. And bend it to your will. . Even though it's hard to know.