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Do you remember standing on a broken field
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by

If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try

Turn the page I need to see something new
For now my innocence is torn
We cannot linger on this stunted view
Like rabid dogs of war

I will let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
And we fought to believe the impossible
When I thought that I fought this war alone
We were one with our destinies entwined
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me the reason why

With no-one wearing their real face
It′s a whiteout of emotion
And I′ve only got my brittle bones to break the fall

When the love in letters fade
It′s like moving in slow motion
And we′re already too late if we arrive at all

And then we′re caught up in the arms race
An involuntary addiction
And we′re shedding every value our mothers taught

So will you please show me your real face
Draw the line in the horizon
Cos I only need your name to call the reasons why I fought

When I thought that I fought this war alone...

@ Poets Of The Fall

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I′d stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
And I′m lost inside this darkness and I fear I won′t survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here′s me
I choose the way to go, but the road won′t set me free
Cos I wish you′d see me, baby, save me, I′m going crazy
Tryin′ to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight and there ain′t no exception
We shouldn′t wait for nothing to wait for
Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight and there ain′t no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

This day will die tonight and there ain′t no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
I won′t cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
And hope that you′ll come knocking on my door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day

@ Poets Of The Fall

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More than you know it I′m aware
Of this connection that we share
I know it seems like sometimes I don′t care
But you are the colors that I wear

It′s been a few hours, nearly dawn
You′ve been real quiet all along
Now, I cannot help but think there′s something wrong
Hey baby, what′s going on?

3 AM we seemed alright, couldn′t be better
On our way into the light
Now 3 AM is gone, along with when there′s nothing wrong
3 AM it seemed alright

If I have been thoughtless, let me know
I can take a hint you know, though I′m a little slow
Don′t keep it in you, lest it take root and grow
The bottom line here′s I love you so

3 AM we seemed alright, couldn′t be better
On our way into the light
Now 3 AM is gone, along with when there′s nothing wrong
3 AM it seemed alright

3 AM we seemed alright, like never better
On our way into the light
Now 3 AM is gone, along with when there′s nothing wrong
3 AM it seemed alright

3 AM...

@ Poets Of The Fall

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She can see about four satellites
Every minute of the hour,
And find a four leaf clover
Where you never saw a flower.
She’s habitually paradoxical, a Parallel Perpendicular.

Barefoot in nightgowns, that’s how she dances in the rain;
Sundown to Sundown, like she was washing away her pain…

As she is beatiful, she’s unpredictable;
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her?
She is my common sense, revels on decadence,
But what’s the difference? It’s impossible to bait her.

She can really be a handful,
Like the brownies that she bakes you…
It can be a tad hysterical,
But never quite the breakthrough;
She’s some kind of an epitome, the sea of intranquility.

In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain;
Sundown to Sundown, like she was washing away her pain…

As she is beatiful, she’s unpredictable,
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her?
She is my common sense, revels on decadence,
But what’s the difference? It’s an impossible debate.

As she is beautiful…

Barefoot in nightgowns, that’s how she dances in the rain;
Sundown to Sundown, like she was washing away her pain…
In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain;
Sundown to Sundown, like she was washing away her pain…

As she is beautiful…

@ Poets Of The Fall

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Looking at the road that rises up ahead,
I thought I’d learned a thing or two…
But this is where it’s all made new, and I–
I gotta throw my hands up
‘Cause I can’t go on if I can’t stop.

Look,
The leaves are dead…
The moments gone, there’s no surrender;
Forever now unsaid,
The words that might have warmed December.
It’s all inside your head,
Like fragments of a dream you remember,
So never mind your clever mind, never mind me.

Staring at the ceiling from my bed,
I thought I’d earned a chance or few…
I thought I’d be paid in due
Time isn’t made for waiting,
And past isn’t worth debating.

Look,
The leaves are dead…

Feeling like a fool again…
Just need a new direction,
A new beginning, new beginning…
I can’t hold back and I can’t hold on,
It’s all about gratification;
See me running, see me running…

Look,
The leaves are dead…

@ Poets Of The Fall

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This is my toothpaste moment.
Oh, I’ll need to flash a smile.
I’ll be the super-absorbent-man,
Watch them flock to me in single file.
And I’ll need to do it with style,
I need to keep me up to date…
Swallowing the sun, run another mile,
It’s overrated how we underrate.

I dance in tune with what I fear
To do adrenaline;
Completely rapt with what I hear,
When passion colors everything…
The songs I sing from way out there to deep within,
The face I wear behind my grin,
The price I pay for my original sin,
Everything, everything, everything…

I have a mind for simple things,
But things are not of mind to simplify;
There’s always some loophole technicality…
You buy into and pay until you die.
And money doesn’t bring me joy,
It’s more a darling dead weight,
And I seem to have lost my appetite,
It’s underrated how we overrate.

I dance entangled with my dear,
She pulls my every string.
Completely trapped yet never here,
When passion colors everything…

And when I’m finally brought to my senses,
Parade the rain on my parade
Before I’m back to my defenses
To watch the whole thing escalate.

@ Poets Of The Fall

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When darkness is no less than everything you′ve built become undone
There′s no fight and no flight, disaster leaves your passion overrun

It′s time to let go, it′s time to carry on with the show
don′t mourn what is gone, greet the dawn

n′ I will be standing by your side
together we′ll face the turning tide

Remembrance, can be a sentence, but it comes to you with a second chance in tow
Don′t lose it, don′t refuse it, cos you cannot learn a thing you think you know

A new light is warm, shining down on you after the storm
Don′t mourn what is gone, greet the dawn

n′ I will be standing by your side
together we′ll face the turning tide

@ Poets Of The Fall

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If this machine doesn’t stop
What will you do if it never goes out,
Never goes out of season?
It never stops as it turns…
There ain’t no passion, yet it burns,
Introducing my prison.
Losing myself in this place…
Soon I’m gone without a trace,
Freed with that final incision.
Look, my heart, it’s a bird;
It needs to sing and to be heard
Not this clockwork precision.

And The Machine grows idiotic;
Who’s gonna be it’s ingenious critic?

Everybody loves the perfect solution,
To beat the odds
Against the poorest possible substitution.
What you see is never what you’re gonna get…
Everybody’s playing Revolution Roulette.

Leaves you no arguments to trade;
You can try the key or you can wait,
But the lock will not open.
So you’re left with sanity to lose
‘Cause the machine is a ruse,
Another invention to rule them..
It’s like a fistful of snake eyes,
A hand grenade with bye byes,
Like a million spent on nothing.
Look…
It’s kinda like a pick in their lock,
When you never went knock knock.
“Hello, anybody home? I’m coming in…”
With a touch of foreboding.

And the machine grows parasitic;
Who’s gonna critisize the good critic?

Everybody loves…

Everybody has the perfect solution,
But it’s just hard to resist the sweet seduction.
There ain’t no trick to winning double what you bet…
Welcome to Revolution Roulette.

Everybody loves…

@ Poets Of The Fall

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Rolling down the freeway, master to the speed of light,
Screaming up in the air, bursting through the night
No rest, I′ve stayed here too long, It′s time to move on

Reality′s a three way, a scenery defined
By tomorrow dubbed a mystery and the past just blurry lines
If there′s ever been injustice in my name, I bow unto blame

And you can give me everything I need this way
We′ll be loving till the first light of the day

Set the world on fire with bittersweet desire
To chase away the night, let the whole world burn
Set the world on fire for bliss in sweet denial, oblivion and peace
Will you let me burn?

Drifting like a cast off, the shadows got it good
With constant companions, would that I could
Further afield my nemesis on stilts is gaining on me

So I crawl across the state line, to another state of being
Holding on for dear life to the better days I′ve seen
Long for the comfort of your loving arms, your passions, your charms

And you can give me everything I need this way…

Set the world on fire...

Did you ever feel your love eclipsing the sun
I give you the reason I′m still on the run
Disappear in the heavy glare of neon

Set the world on fire...

@ Poets Of The Fall

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Well, it’s a different man in your face
And so out of place,
That you can see anything there that you wish…
Kiss my bliss…
It’s like I’m a welcoming freakshow doormat,
Held in awe while growing fat in the head…
This is where we all should see red;
A big fat wet slab of red.

And I see that it makes me anti-everything…
And I see that it makes me want to shed my skin, shed my skin…

Revelation leading to my psychosis and inspiration.
Digest another hallucination, psychosis by recreation,
Happy till the next deterioration.
Psychosis…

For you it’s a different notion of music and motion,
A dance of lights,
A prosaic ocean,
A delicate nearly transparent creation of somebody’s
Soul on the screen has caught you in between
Of somebody’s life on the stage, and somebodys life on
The frontpage, and this is where we all should see red,
A big fat laughing mouth of red!

And I see that it makes me anti-everything…
And I see that it makes me want to shed my skin, shed my skin…

I think I’m gonna start my own religion…
Seems to be the recipe for a new sensation.
Think it’s gonna make a trendy revolution,
Quite the contribution to the unnatural selection…

@ Poets Of The Fall

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In these days of manmade wonders,
We still bicker over flies…
When you come seeking for forgiveness
I’ll be forced to choose my side.
If I deny you what you’re searching,
Do I do it out of fear?
Am I ruling out my reason,
Killing that which I hold dear?

Out of my way, I’m running with an excuse just underway;
Reality’s so daunting, and I’ve got no way to explain.

‘Cause when you’re sleeping right next to me,
I know you’re the one…
So when I hear you calling my name
Why do I turn away and run?
I guess that’s why it’s raining diamonds,
Sweet happiness in tears.
Crying Heaven, shed your diamonds,
Diamonds for tears.

In the light of recent findings,
There’s no greater taint than grace,
But to relinquish all our bindings,
Always finds us out of place.
If I rested here a while more,
Would you hold me to your heart?
If I knew what it was meant for,
Would I know to play my part?

Out of my way, I’m leaving;
Another excuse before I’ll stay.
Reality’s applauding;
I know I don’t know the right way.

‘Cause when you’re sleeping right next to me,
I know you’re the one…
So when I hear you calling my name,
I know you’re the one.
I guess that’s why it’s raining diamonds,
Sweet happiness in tears.
Crying Heaven, shed your diamonds,
Diamonds for tears.

Is it a lost cause?
Can we overlook this taint?
Are these dead laws
Like a doubt eating the saint?

And though I fear these shackles
Like my darkness closing in,
I will hold out my hands, I will hold out my hands…

‘Cause when you’re sleeping right next to me,
I know you’re the one…
So when I hear you calling my name,
I know the good I’ve done.
I guess that’s why it’s raining diamonds,
Sweet happiness in tears.
Crying Heaven, shed your diamonds,
Diamonds for tears.

@ Poets Of The Fall

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I′ve walked the distance, I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real,
held no appeal
I′ve been to places, I′ve seen the tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they were yet unborn
And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn

So when I′m crying alone
Yeah, when I′m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I′ll try again

I′ve heard the rumors, started fires, I sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need,
behold the demons that I freed
I′ve tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but healing doesn′t seem to happen when you hide away
the seed
And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what I′d forlorn
For if I′m stayed it happens by my own hand, and my own voice full of scorn

So when I′m crying alone
Yeah, when I′m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I′ll try again

Without you I′m nothing at all
And life has the face of a morbid game
With you nothing seems impossible
It all seems to fit the frame

So when I′m crying alone
Yeah, when I′m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I′ll try again

@ Poets Of The Fall

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The reaper′s kneeling at your field taking in what you′ve sown
Can′t help feeling apprehension
No point in waiting, for a rating for what you have grown
Look for liquid consolation
If I act accordingly will it save my humanity
You′re either you or a loyalty disowned
Well excuse me

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame
A name to last for all eternity
Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
When love alone is enough to set you free

No escaping though you′re running, you cannot find home
Drowning in your desperation
Conviction seems to follow accusations alone
No place here for an easy redemption
If I lack your tears of joy, please forgive my heartless ploy
Said the fool to his majesty dethroned
Now excuse me

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame
To name a love to last through all your infamy
Who was it who wanted ingratiation in their definitions
When name alone can jail eternally

Who was it who wanted every sec of the flame

Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame
A name to last for all eternity
Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
When love alone is enough to set you free

@ Poets Of The Fall

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Sometimes I know there′s nothing to say.
So do I pick up my puzzle and just walk away?
Do I follow my conscience?
Am I mock sincere?
I don′t know what I′m doing here.

I have a knack for perceiving things.
I can see how it sounds.
I can feel how it sings.
When you paint me an image of who you are,
I know it′s the best by far.

So,
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.

No point of view is enough to quell,
the rigors of passion in this world I dwell.
If I′m going to scale the highest wall,
I′m gonna give it my all.

Riding along with this train of thought,
I see everything, I find all I sought.
And I try to kick the habit of trying to reach.
But there′s something I do beseech.

So please,
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.

I′ll say it′s not surprising.
You′re sweet talking, mesmerizing, juicy and appetizing.
True.
But will I need to get over you?

Feels like my sun is rising.
Tick, tick, tick, synchronizing, readjusting, organizing me.
Is this fiction reality?

Bless the uncompromising
with no shame for advertising
when my needs go through downsizing
I need someone to pick up my beat.

My dreams need realizing.
Candles on sugar icing.
Judgment and harmonizing,
or it′ll end up like before.

Don′t, don′t, don′t mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.
Don′t, don′t, don′t mess with me.

@ Poets Of The Fall

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Never said you′d promise anything
Never told to trust you blindly
Never thought you′d hurt me either

Never had a chance now ain′t that so
Never should′ve wept when you let go
Never thought you′d push me away

Sad as it may be
I′m glad it′s over finally
Speaks volumes of me
When letting go is never easy

So I′ll seek you out, just to find myself
And I′ll worry ′bout consequences later
I hear you out, till I hear myself
Hear myself in you

Never knew if we were really true
Never thought I′d ever get to you
Never thought I′d end up like this

Never was I stronger than I′m now
Never felt this much a fool somehow
Never had much thought for myself

@ Poets Of The Fall

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You say you feel a chill in the season
Like something is falling apart
You say you can′t hold it together much longer
And I should look after your heart

But I feel a change coming on
Rolling out of the blue like a storm
And it′s bending your will like a willow tree twisting
Trying to regain its form

How does it make you feel
When you remember the times the two us lay here
In the arms of the world on the doorstep of heaven shining down

Do you feel a change coming on,
Rolling out of the blue like a storm,
And it′s throwing your dollhouse world in disarray
So you can rebuild or conform

How I wish you′d only see
How your own choices make your dream
Come out shining true before it can leave you
I wish that you could see
How your own choices make your dream
Come out shining true all around you

My worth is the look in your eyes
My prize the smile playing tricks on your lips and I wonder again
Do you ever dream of the world like I do

I too fear the change coming on
Rolling out of the blue like a storm
Can you hear it scream at the hurt that I knew

How I wish you′d only see...

What is this chill at my heel
That makes the protections I′ve built around my pseudo world premiere
Tearing my utopian fiction apart as it happens to just pass along

I feel a change coming on
Rolling out of the blue like a storm
Crashing against my delirious thoughts where humanity′s waiting alone

How I wish you′d only see...

@ Poets Of The Fall