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Modern Men
03:25
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There’re all these modern men
Not committing to the truth
That love’s gonna save them
And love’s gonna save me too
Come on make fun of me
And tell me that I am a fool
When all I need is you
I can’t make my heart cold when it ain’t
I can’t make me stand up when I faint
I can’t make the sky green when it’s blue
When all I need is you
I stood in the rain
Saw the sun crash and drown
Saw half-starved babies
Smiling in their mother’s arm
In all of their sadness
There never seems to be any use
When all I need is you
I can’t make my heart cold when it ain’t
I can’t make me stand up when I faint
I can’t make the sky green when it’s blue
When all I need is you
I can’t make my heart cold when it ain’t
I can’t make me stand up when I faint
I can’t make the sky green when it’s blue
When all I need is you
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Good Days Come'n'go
03:18
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All this commotion from here to the ocean
In the light saber twilight, here comes my highlight
The sun is coming up again
I’ve always been a sunrise fan
I’m always waiting for this moment to arrive
Keep adding up the sum
Keep beating on the drum
Good days come and go
Still enjoying the show
Like enjoying the art
Of listen to a Mozart record without getting sentimental
It’s pink and it’s blue
When I’m listening to you
Those could be our bruises
Or just some lame excuses but
Then the sun is coming up at last
Your beauty feels a bit grotesque
I’m always waiting for this moment to arrive
Keep adding up the sum
Keep beating on the drum
Good days come and go
Still enjoying the show
Like enjoying the Miles Davis record I’ve found at a jumble sale
The sun is coming up again
There’s sunrises that never end
I’m always waiting for this moment to survive
Keep adding up the sum
Keep beating on the drum
Good days come and go
Still enjoying the show
Like the time Sting quit The Police and we were crying but it was fake and life goes on
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3. |
Cairo Air
03:20
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We’re riding in a taxi cab through the dusty Cairo air
I’m staring out the windowpane playing mental solitaire
He’s dragging on his cigarette like sucking poison from a wound
he’s swigging on his beer again like he’s got nothing left to lose
And he is twirling on his moustache like he’s a southern dandy
His pants are stained with fag ash his sisters name is Mandy
And his throne’s a broken sofa his court is a dingy hole
He’s a king without a joker and his robes are flecked with mould
He tells me how the world should be, tells me all I need to know
Points his finger in the air curls his lip and taps his toe
Party in a hilltop town, pretty girls and a pool
dancing with the gay brigade, too drunk to feel a fool
الحياة تجعلهم يفكرون أكثر من اللازم، لذالك أصبحت حياتهم و تصرفاتهم عفوية.
Disorder in the streets
Teargas in the air
And up here see us weep
As we the hear the curfew bell
Disorder in the streets
Teargas in the air
Thrill of a secret meet
stories our friends to tell
And he is twirling on his moustache like he’s a southern dandy
His pants are stained with fag ash his sisters name is Mandy
And his throne’s a broken sofa his court’s a dingy hole
He’s a king without a joker and his robes are flecked with mould
I wake beside an empty pool sun is baking on my face
There she is lying there, my hand around her waist
I see the scar upon her knee against the bronze of her skin
see the chopper up above is this the point that it begins?
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4. |
(we are never) lost
02:51
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All the tears we meant to cry
Are lifting us up
Drifting through this dusty night
Back to the top
We lost something on the way
We aren’t ready to give up
We found hope on every day
We are never
Lost
We are never
We are never
Lost
No matter how high the cost
No matter how low the market of love
We are never lost
It’s so hard to make you hurt
You're tougher than the rest
Never lost that smile of yours
Never put your face in the dirt
We found something on the way
We aren’t ready to give up
We find hope on every day
We are never
Lost
We are never
We are never
Lost
No matter how high the cost
No matter how low the market of love
We are never lost
Never
Never
Never
Never
Never
Never
We are never lost
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