Lyrics:
a, a, a, oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio (ohh)
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago
And you remember the jingles used to go (ahh)
the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine and new technology
And now I understand the problems you can see
Oh
I met your children
Oh
What did
Paris
Where are you now
Who knows if we’ll meet again
Walk like we did by the Seine
You used to say mon amour
Our love will rhyme pour toujours
Who
will take your children with us
It's not about hatred, we're not your enemies
But you see, we have to feed the rats
And you will never learn
Who's
eyes
I can see you too would fly
Baby there's a lot of sky
And not all of it is grey
Oh we'll never find out
If we just walk away
Don't leave me
to you, love
Leave and pass me by
Whoa, whoa
Honey don't you listen
Don't?
Fills the air around us
Let it go
Honey hear the silence
We'll be
Wouldn't leave you in the past tense
I'm never gon' let you
I swore that I was fed up
How could I turn it back?
You got tied by the words I choked
in the corner
When I turned the corner what did I hear?
Yes, a hundred voices shout loud and clear
This is what I heard them say
I said, check it
So how the fuck did we even get on this show?
Some promoter must have had to fit a stylistic status quo
I thought all the project bands have
Shore Mathletes!
Aw, yeah, you like that Marymount?!
And don't it feel good
To have gotten this far?
It's for something you did
Not the girl you
it gone with the song that the orchestra played
With a sigh, with a glance at the moon above
Was it just by chance we spoke of love
Or did you
it gone with the song that the orchestra played
With a sigh, with a glance at the moon above
Was it just by chance we spoke of love
Or did you
it gone with the song that the orchestra played
With a sigh, with a glance at the moon above
Was it just by chance we spoke of love
Or did you
it gone with the song that the orchestra played
With a sigh, with a glance at the moon above
Was it just by chance we spoke of love
Or did you
nature existed for our pleasure, it's so hard to believe
that we will embark and to sail the open seas all the while
we will be accompanied by a sense
Hear my story and listen well;
Truth is in all that I tell
It could never have been me
I did not shoot no deputy
Mr Grant, the deputy,
Friend
find out that it just won't stop them
We did it the same
There's so many that I couldn't count
They're just running about in my head
They're one in
something between the lines
I care about
My mind begins to fade
I'm not afraid
Of love within my veins
A story ends, but we can start it all again
white line stained with blood
Sorry Mr. Jones, we did all we could
There's a whole lot of people out there and they're all running free
Some will
white line stained with blood
Sorry Mr. Jones, we did all we could
There's a whole lot of people out there and they're all running free
Some will care
I was little
We could build a rocket, fly to the moon
Leave Tuesday morning, and be back for noon
There wasn't nothing, nothing that we couldn't
beneath its own foundation
A neglected stronghold of protection has been penetrated
Who shall we place the blame?
You're held responsible for your own
Do you belong to a song?
Does it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs?
Are you drunk?
Have you been drinking?
Do you below
It's a color that I can not show
When I could easier pose
But you probably knew that I was lost
Did you think that I would right now
Show you things
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