heart is true That our love it has faded Like the summer run through So we'll walk down the shoreline One last time together Feel the wind blow our wanderin' hearts Like a
Time, no good Wisdom, no good Patience, no good To me anymore Now night has fallen on the stair Some things you do, you can never repair Seems I'm always
share is to lose A hollow people bound by a lack Of imagination and too much looking back Without the courage to give a new thing a chance Grounded
a wound that never mends, oh And honesty still out of fashion As a century ends As a century ends As a century ends As a century ends
got no reason but that I must Maybe I feel like I?ve been gathering dust I must leave this harbour for the sea I'm too young to settle down and make a
nigh It's all over, bar the shoutin' One thing's for sure It's all over now It's all over now Confusion wanders in Strides the evening like a king
numbness Of these godless minutes In the shadow of delusions regime And here watching the night It opens like a flower The day starts to rust Time pound a
year Last night's just a blur Through a head full of beer My good friends speak Like they did last year And last year's just a blur Through a head full
with me On an overcast day the pale winter city An afternoon's debauchery Your blouse, your skirt I'll undo them so gently With beautiful care I'm a
"I care little for my body", she said "I couldn't care less about my soul? And as she led me upstairs in whispers My whole summer turned cold I'll lead
find a spirit of resistance instead of pride before the fall forge some opposition from disparate strands it ain't the prettiest position as a century ends
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all find a spirit of resistance instead of pride before the fall forge some opposition from disparate strands it ain't the prettiest position as a century ends
to share is to lose a hollow people bound by a lack of imagination and too much looking back without the courage to give a new thing a chance grounded
porch with me on an overcast day the pale winter city an afternoon's debauchery Your blouse your skirt I'll undo them so gentle with beautiful care I'm a
got no reason but that I must maybe I feel like I?ve been gathering dust I must leave this harbour for the sea I'm too young to settle down and make a