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Herod And The Star
02:36
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Isn't that just like us?
To come so far
To walk all this way
To follow a star
King O my king!
So near, yet so far
Gifts in our hands
A knife in your heart
Isn't that just like you?
Breathing in fumes
Consume and consume,
Consumed and consumed
King O my king!
So near, yet so far
Gifts in our hands
A knife in your heart
Mystical three
Take the long way around the sea
While Herod broods in the dark
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The Unrest Uncarol
04:59
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I stayed in bed like you said but nothing changed when I finally rose
The sun burned a hole in my head
Standing on the sand, hoping to become a new man
Standing on the sand, hoping to become a new person!
Oh These bodies! Like strangers in a new world
Oh our bodies: countries young and old
Unrest in evening, fire on the streets
The barricade and the reek
Dragon's found a new leash
Whose arms are these? Outstretched on the floor
Whose hands are these? I can't feel anymore
Baby's got a new suit, letter writers on a strike
Kids play at cocktails: broken windows and fire sales
Dial your shrink, beg him to love you
Like you wish your daddy would do.
Oh!
If we collapse
(wrap me tighter, crawl under your sweater, tell me your story while we're still alive)
Then we collapse!
Someone's got to share the blame,
Some's got to help us carry this weight,
Maybe it's all that we can do...
Just not to, just not to collapse!
If we collapse! (hold me tighter)
Then we collapse! (tell me your story... while we're still alive...)
I stayed in bed like you said but nothing changed when I finally rose
The sun burned a hole in my head
Standing on the sand, hoping to become a new man
Standing on the sand, hoping to become a new person!
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Holiday
04:18
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Where does the song go when you aren't singing it?
When you aren't singing it, where does the song go?
Where does the love go when you aren't into it?
Where does the night go when you're asleep?
Where do the tears go when you can't weep?
I am a symphony
I am your symphony
I was there at the beginning
I will still be there when
they light the candles to carry you in
Where does the song go when you aren't singing it?
When you aren't singing it, where does the song go?
Where do your friends go when you are alone?
Where does the blues sky go when it rains?
Where do hearts go when they won't beat?
Where do the tears go when you can't weep?
I am a symphony
I am your symphony
I was there at the beginning
I will still be there when
they light the candles to carry you in
Where does the song go when you aren't singing it?
When you aren't singing it, where does the song go?
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Ring, Ring The Bell
04:16
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Like William Tell:
The arrow shot, the apple fell
Loosen the waist strings
We are no longer young things
What is the story of my life?
Scratch off the rust
From a past mistake,
But the more I scratch
The longer it takes
These hands shake!
What is the story of your life?
(His hands on your head, what will you tell?)
What is the story of your life?
(Angels descend, It's time for the Lord to act, why don't you
ring the bell?)
And all that went before
And all that has ever been:
Oh, it happened!
And you begged them not to tell.
But you can't unring the bell.
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On a winter night, under the starry skies,
with the flashing lights, passers by
Treading through snow, to carols tossed out to and fro,
hopeful wishes blown
Wordless thoughts break through, from the me to you
Treading through snow, to carols tossed out to and fro,
hopeful wishes blown
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
While I breathe there is hope
While I breathe there is hope
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
Night snow, little compline, silence on the seminary incline
Lakeside living , helicopters circling, New York winter,
once in your life
Lazy drivers circle, the universal yearning,
the lights’ gentle flicker, early December
Gray skies a backdrop, a painting electric,
houses eclectic, cultural memory
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
While I breathe there is hope
Kingdoms come, and kingdoms go
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
While I breathe there is hope
While I breathe there is hope
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
While I breathe there is hope
Kingdoms come, and kingdoms go
Write it in letters of fire on your soul
While I breathe there is hope
While I breathe there is hope
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