In the night (*) Backstager, All-nighter, Fills you with praise till it's light. She's waited for you (or me). She saw you there on T.V. And said you
doesn't make much sense to me. You're paying your rent, And at least you've got a job. I've explained all the sacrifices offered you. You take them without
your taking on, Words from the wise, discourage too many people when things go wrong. (*) Words from the wise, encourage you, carries all your taking
He's ignored For the wine of oblivion is drunk to the dregs And the merchants of the masses almost have to be begged 'Til the giant is aware, someone
has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Come wave upon me from the family why not that's absurd You'll take care
day You're a lion on my back I hear the spirit speak whispering my name Gentle as a butterfly In a violent hurricane I feel the spirits breath free me
With bravery we have sun But where are you now, my son? Oh people of the shelters what a gift you've given me To smile at me and quietly let me share
to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal
my responsibility has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd ?You?ll take
When I grow up I'll turn the tables Don't take offence Can I make amends? Rip it up to shreds and let it go Don't take offence Can I make amends?
dreams are but of her And let the moon reside over us tonight, like embracing lovers Its gentle solace warms me with its light As giant trees shed their
my responsibility has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd “You’ll take
When I grow up I'll turn the tables Don't take offence Can I make amends? Rip it up to shreds and let it go Don't take offence Can I make amends? Rip
children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In
up When I grow up I'll turn the tables Don't take offence Can I make amends? Rip it up to shreds and let it go Don't take offence Can I make amends