I rely upon your charity to survive
I deny myself to prove that I'm alive
I plead guilty if sweet innocence is this
I support the motion "Ignorance Is Bliss"
Kill me with your kiss
It's "Whoops Apocalypse!"
Ignorance must be bliss
You rely upon my charity to survive
I deny myself to keep this love alive
You walk headlong off the edge of the abyss
I oppose the motion "Ignorance Is Bliss"
We rely upon our charity to survive
We deny ourselves the luxury of life
We could go on fighting till there's nothing left
I propose the notion "Ignorance Is Bliss"
I feel as if I have been buried alive
For the best part of five hundred years
My body encased in a mountain of waste
Until one day my face reappears
**** bends with the years that it spends
In positions tormenting my soul
But now they are free to emancipate me
From the celibacy of the soul
So turn in your grave
Hold back the incoming rain
**** wind in my face like the linen and lac
Are surrounding **** like ****
Fresh air in my lungs **** sharing his songs
**** through the grass
New blood in my veins like Red Indian rain
Stripping us of all shame we possess
With tears in my eyes (and with anguish) I cry:
"I was free all the time, I confess!"
I cannot reconcile myself to this
I wish I could!
I cannot live the life I ought to live
I know I should!
I cannot bring myself to pray,
Except to wish these words away
They echo round my head
But soon they will escape
Across the bleak landscape
There is a tree that grows out of this earth
It stands alone
There is a wind that shaped it from its birth
By whom the seed was sown
I cannot bring myself to sing
It is a wild, untethered thing
That echoes round my head
But soon it will escape
Across the bleak landscape
I cannot bring myself to... speak
Except to wish myself asleep
Every word unuttered
Only serves to clutter up my head
When I go to bed
I dream that
Soon I will escape
Across the bleak landscape
And soon we shall escape
Across our very own bleak landscape
Huge tailspin - is the world gonna win?
Is the nation gonna open up and let us in?
Hard luck! Your policies suck
Your rhetoric will save your face, but not your skin
This time - it's hard to define
So watch the leaves turn brown for the last time
Too late! You've sealed our fate
No returns, no emergency debate... but wait!
I hate unhappy endings - and there doesn't have to be one!
Tailspin - your hair's getting thin
****
****
Your rhetoric will save your face, but not your council estates
Gee - life is cheap!
The forests pine and the willows weep
Checkmate! You've sealed our fate
The world is way past its sell-by date
Tailspin - is the world gonna win?
Tailspin's on the outside looking in
Tailspin, I repent my sins
But when I get to heaven will you let me in?
Tailspin, save our kin, save our skin...
The message we are sending is a very real one
The world we are defending could be a very green one
We hate unhappy endings - and
THERE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ONE!
The rise and fall; the fall and rise
The freezing breath; the frightened eyes
The rise and fall; the fall and rise
The naked truth; the naked eye
The rise and fall; the fall and rise
The open heart; the opened eyes
The rise and fall; the fall and rise
My lady laughs; my lady cries:
"Hold me in your arms
Hold me till you kill me
Hold me till you break my will
And passion fills my heart"
The rise and fall; the fall and rise
The Holy Ghost is exorcised
And you and I
Shall no longer
Look at life
Through the half closed eye
I stood upon the listed bridge
Dividing different images
Logic vs emotion
Mountain stream vs the ocean
Will we ever learn?
Logic vs emotion
Politicians carry the motion
Will we ever learn?
I'll take you upstream,
Up to my origin;
My water clear as glass,
My beauty everlasting
I was here before you
A million years before you
And I can only warn you
I'll be here when you're gone...
"Leave my house alone!
I won't leave my home!"
Said the old lady,
Kneeling by the riverbank, crying
"Leave our valley alone!
You're destroying our home!"
Chorus the creatures,
Watching as their paradise disappears
Under the water
I'll take you downstream,
Down where they turn me green;
I suffer the indignit
Of administering your poisons to the sea
The impurity of maturity
Teach them all the appreciation of beauty!
I stood upon the listed bridge
Dividing different images
Logic vs emotion
A mountain stream feeding an ocean
Politicians go through the motions
Displaying such a depth of devotion
Logic vs emotion
Seems to be a lot of confusion
There is no foregone conclusion
There is no simple solution
The answer lies in your emotions
Let them speak to you
So much time, and so little to do
I furnish my mind with pictures of you
Fading portraits, peculiar name
Replaced by your face in a big golden frame
Take me inside you
There I will find you
Quietly sleeping;
Water is seeping
Down from the skies and
Into your eyes and
Into the secret garden
The icon hangs alone on the wall;
Her sweet mouth is saying nothing at all
Golden fragments of moments in time
Tarnished with guilt for an innocent time
