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In a whirlwind through Vienna
Nighteen thirty two
Three weeks on the continent
Spent two of them with you
Held hands between the streetcars
Hummed operatic tunes
We kissed behind the ferris wheel
Under crescent paper moon
Paper moon, paper moon
Photographed with you
Camera flash left us starry eyed
But I had to leave too soon
Remember me, indefinitely
By that paper moon
In a letter to San Francisco
Nineteen thirty eight
Dark sky gone red and black
Been dreaming of escape
But the doorways west were closing
And you had to get out soon
So you made your way to Prague by night
By the light of a paper moon
Paper moon, paper moon
A photograph of two
Torn edges in a canvas bag
All the fire around you
Remember me, indefinitely
By that paper moon
In a camp by the border
Nineteen forty five
Broke down walls, apocalypse
You were somehow still alive
Got food where we could find it
Scrap paper, a rented room
Back to life under West German skies
Woke up to a paper moon
Paper moon, paper moon
Bless reunions overdue
Blinded by the sunlight
Tell the past, we're done, it's through
But whenever darkness falls again
There's a dimly lit paper moon
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Lest we forget
The struggles gone through
A future uncertain
Is certainly not new
Sustained by the feed
There's no need for food
It's a race to the trough
No need for truth
How might you make it better?
In this space, In this moment, In this breath
When you wanna scream
Fill your lungs deep
Hear your heartbeat
Try to observe
The source of the anger
And picture yourself
In the shoes of your foes
I will admit
To some struggles with rage
I turn to forgiveness
To help turn the page
How might you make it better?
In this space, In this moment, In this breath
When you wanna scream
Fill your lungs deep
Hear your heartbeat
Try to observe
The infinite wonder
Within the fact
That we exist at all
How might you gonna make it better?
In this space, In this moment, In this breath
When you wanna scream
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4. |
Ben Quinn - Imagine 2017
02:49
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She said:
I don't walk alone
after hours.
After hours,
I call a cab.
I never put much stock
In higher powers.
Higher powers.
I never have.
So take your "dreams"
and take your "peace"
I can't "imagine" this away.
And I sure hope hell is real,
'Cause that's the only place he'll pay.
"Love" is not a place to hide.
When the door swings open,
"Love" is the creak.
And I promise I have tried,
"Love" is not a place to hide.
When the door swings open,
"Love" is the creak.
She feels embarrassed in the restaurant.
She shivers when she puts her stockings on.
And just when she feels like she's healing,
She sees his face on TV and starts feeling
'I'll never be safe again'.
Her friends say,
"I love you"
She says
"I know, but-
"Love" is not a place to hide.
When the door swings open,
"Love" is the creak.
And I promise I have tried,
"Love" is not a place to hide.
When the door swings open,
"Love" is the creak.
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When the dust settles, gonna wake up and see
This experiment they call it, this democracy
Was unstable, a volcano that’s been bubbling
and the surface calm helped steer us wrong while we were asleep
Asleep
When the dust settles, gonna wake up and find
That they played us like those dolls that rest in dolls of a kind
That our center’s small and hardened so we’re doomed to rewind
Pray that progress moves in helixes and not in straight lines
Can you feel the ground move beneath your feet?
Foundations are crumbling, worlds are toppling.
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Give my best to momma, you know I’ll miss her
Kiss her goodbye for me
I’m heading out of town
I’ve heard that there are mountains beyond mountains
Purple giants smiling with cloudy crowns
Freedom is a long road with the apple of your eye
It’s a warm lavender sky above your head
Freedom means that all through thick and thin
You can love the shoes you’re standing in
Drive through mississippi in the morning, mourning something lost there
We walk the empty streets
I think progress had to leave here, couldn’t be here anymore
It took a train back east
Freedom is a long road with the chance to say hello
And the choice to say goodbye, all the same
Freedom means that all through thick and thin
You can keep the shoes you’re standing in
Maybe highways
Are like airways
For the runaways like me
Oh my country
Won’t you see me
I feel empty
I’m running on empty
Made it to the valley, watched the sunrise
Tired eyes wild but open
I swear I thought of you
Momma, sunshine looks the same here
But I came here for something new
Maybe you will too
Freedom is a long road from the place where all is lost
To the place where lost are welcome to be found
Freedom means that all through thick and thin
You stand tall in shoes you’re standing in
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I packed my bags, and I got on a train
Rode it down to the New York Bay
Got off at Harlem, guitar in my hand
Took a subway to the promised lands
To New York I must go
From the place I used to know
The rest of my friends they got on a plane
To go get the rest of their lives ordained
I miss the places we used to go
With the streetlamp's light, and its orange glow
From New York I will come
To the place I started from
I've seen protests, but pretty things too
Seen people marching down fifth avenue
Seen people stand, watching others fall
Then stampeding through a shopping mall
From New York I will come
Like a bird from the rising sun
From New York will I be
To the place I long to see
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9. |
Ash - United
03:26
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You see what you want to,
and I see what you are.
You hear what you want to,
but I speak from the heart.
You say you are here to stay and I must go away.
This you know - you told me so - so why are you afraid?
I say I don’t need you.
It’s your fault that we stay divided.
You and I, we could listen,
and maybe only then be united.
You and I will fall away no matter what we say.
This I know - I told you so - so why am I afraid?
I don’t want to hear it anymore
cause I don’t need to like you like before.
You and I could listen but we won’t.
So we’re gonna fight until we don’t.
Time is relentless.
You’d think if we spent less
time wasting time that we’d find we wasted our time.
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