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When my neurons conspire to direct my thoughts
Away from divorce and competitive sports
Back to the place where all rivers run to the sea
Then I shall be free
Yes I shall be free

On a see-saw in a strange land
The jackdaw sat on the Cardinal s hand
And the fiddlers played
And the planners plan what would be
On a back seat in a court room
Sat Molly Malone and Leopold Bloom
Until the police came down with a new broom
And swept them clean

Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Like Crazy Horse
I ll be the last one to lay down my gun

On the open road in a bar room
A pick up band plays a new tune
When the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart boom
When a new song hits the right note
When a clearing sky saves an old boat
When an insight strikes the mote
From mine own eye

Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Like Crazy Horse
I ll be the last one to lay down my gun

Just out of sight
Beyond the next range
I ll feel the heat of a flickering flame

On an African Plain by a thorn tree
My old friend Philippe is waiting for me
Que cera, cera
What ever will be will be
When a friend dies and the tears rise
From that deep well that never runs dry
And the women break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky outside

In a pied-a-terre on the rue St Denis
The red velvet curtain pulls back to reveal
The place where the dark side meets the angel in me
The angel in me

When my synapses pause in my quest for applause
When my ego lets go of my end of the bone
To focus instead on the love that is precious to me
Then I shall be free
I shall be free

Thought to myself what goes on
Make it up myself I ll never
Always told a firestarter
Then another day to shut up

Back to this town
Doing what you can
Bound to look up
Damn a loser

Finally won...

We ve made up our minds
This must be love
Cause everything s the way it should be
As far as we can see
But do we know the difference between
The words love and routine
Are we sure the choices we made

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Opowiedzcie wiatry dymne i płomienne
O tych latach głośnych co jak salwy trzy
Wstało słońce jasne ponad hałdy ciemne
Gdy Ślązacy do powstania szli
Nikt nie zjechał na dół, zgasł hutniczy płomień
Do powstania każdy szedł tak jak stał
Jak na szychtę chleba pajdę wziął na drogę
Jakąś strzelbę, jeśli w schowku miał
Czy kto dawał wiarę, że...

Anymore

I don t know why I am here listening to you anymore
I can t explain how I feel anymore
Do you even love me anymore

{CHORUS}There is something crawling in the back of my head
saying why do I take this anymore
there is something wrong and...

I

Let down throught the breakthrough
I travel as I hungerfor the darkness below me
When I praying for the light above
To save this soul inside me

Should I ? Would I ? Could I ?

Outcast from my own kind never knowing...