As far as I'm concerned they can all fall apart Fade Away Up she rises each and every morning She blows the stars out of the sky And lights the sun
, a rising sun, high from the temple of mind [POST:] Stained world flies, far with fears of false ideals, (lost and blind) you'll chase silver tears
backs I don't play that, my silver spoon was bent way back Hate to say that, but that's the way it is when you black Not prejudice, but stay far away
floor of the building In a shallow window box She's digging in the soil with a silver spoon Her hands inside rubber gloves Planting seeds pulling out
back into my arms Suspended on Silver Wings {On Silver Wings} And a thousand words {oohh} Called out through the ages {called through the ages}
back into my arms Suspended on Silver Wings {On Silver Wings} And a thousand words {oohh} Called out through the ages {called through the ages} They
love the fallow times No drummer comes across the plain To tell of triumph or of pain No word of far off battle's cry To draw me out or draw me nigh
a pristine mantle of hellfire But A-capital glaciers out the east slide lateral Born for one task indeed To spawn a citizen kane of oaks out this ugly
like rain But I can ride the storm out Because I'm like a junkie for your smart mouth See, I'm so far off the map, the sun is shining While it's raining
The sun is shinin' and the wind's blowin' free I got to thinkin' ooo yesterday That silver bird can take us away Get it on now Single boys, they're out
last Hear that mighty engines roar see the silver bird on high She's away and westward bound far above the clouds she'll fly Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know
the mighty engine's roar See the silver bird on high She's away in westward bound Far above the clouds she'll fly Where the mornin' rain don't fall And the sun
our love is true I've been so far from here, far from your loving arms Now I'm back again and, babe, it's gonna work out fine Can't you feel our souls
Your time has come So get ready for the journey Take leave of home and sun Out of the blue The ferryman is calling for you He meets you, he leads you
I wake up with the light of the sun And the savage beast will surely die In the Bethlehem far below where we will be going Oh, I've got the gold and I've got the silver
Far across the water, far across the sea, magician among the spirits, the next delivery And the scene is set up, the boy who lost his mind, a sudden smell
And we spread that freedom far and wide And the Empire grows, the seeds of its glory For every five tanks, plant a sentimental story Till they worship the sun