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They rode the night train into the sea,
they grew up in the colonies...
written all down in the memory log of
7842 U.S.E.
7842 U.S.E.
was a home away from home for me--
walls like a prison but it sleeps like a dream
6.8 miles under the sea...
Would you like to see a photograph?
Do I wanna see a photograph?
It's right there in the photograph--
an upper class world in a bubble of glass.
Ten years come and gone
since I was young and strong
and spent my nights at the bottom of the sea
on 7842 U.S.E.
A month on land and one below,
as I watched the seasons flow...
pass me by just watch them go...
working on a world I never would know
Would you like to see a photograph?
Do I wanna see a photograph?
It's right there in the photograph--
an upper class world in a bubble of glass
Photographs don't capture you,
they hold you to the light and
react to you.
That world down there is for
all of those who can afford
to escape the toxic storm
up here on the land where I was born.
I am from the colony,
and I worked for U.S.E.
digging holes in the bottom of the sea
and that is where I long to be.
Would you like to see a photograph?
Do I wanna see a photograph?
It's right there in the photograph--
an upper class world in a bubble of glass...
an upper class world in a bubble of glass.
Photographs don't capture you,
they hold you to the light
and react to you.
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2. |
Dreams Blow Away
05:05
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It's true.
Who are you stepping on?
Toes...Fingers...on the ladder.
And the rungs of the ladder
are not you and me.
The rungs--
they are just a number,
they are not you and me...
Categories--
a box for you and me.
Numbers--
growing, decreasing
always.
Too many stay the same
...here they go...
Waiting for the wind
to come and
blow away...
blow away...
waiting for the wind
to blow me away...
waiting on the wind
to blow me away...
A bed--
flowers.
Lay down
like a deer,
no name,
just a beast
in the flowers.
Fade away,
like a dream--
just a dream...
Hold on!
Hold on!
That's my dream!
Don't blow away...
Hold on!
Lay down...
rest.
Dream, dream, dream...
blow away...
blow away...
Blow away...
Blow away...
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4. |
Children of the Shadow
04:57
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All our tombs
lay on stolen land--
taken by the pigs
of the bay...
A glory song
of the hanged one
yeah they take their freedom
as they go...
You were rear admiral
and that
was the day
when you were right
and I was wrong...
aw me, the commodore.
We put on our best and
walked into
the black heart
of the temple.
From our mouths
came
the hollow scream
as the fire
took us down.
You, the commodore,
that was the day
when you were wrong
and I was right...
aw me, the rear admiral.
We were
the shadow of a child
and that
was the day
when no one was right
and no one was wrong...
we were
the shadow of a child...
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5. |
The Destruction of Evil
04:59
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He is evil,
watch him as he crawls and begs
to you...
with his hand outstretched,
looking up
at you.
I will destroy you,
with my words...
wait and see.
A hundred years from now,
flying high above you,
I will see...
how you fall,
how you bleed.
And as I fly above,
looking down...
I am a dove.
My eye sees
the figure of you
taken by the...
took us a long, long time
to get here.
But here we are,
there will we be...
like a speck of dust
on the wind of eternity...
on the wind of eternity
In the maternity ward
cries
rang out...
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I will rest my head on you, yeah yeah
I will rest my head on you, yeah yeah
I will rest my head on you, yeah yeah
I will rest my head on you, yeah yeah
I will rest my head on you, yeah yeah
I will rest my head on you...
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