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Sábado, Abril 30, 2005
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Twenty Years

There are twenty years to go
And twenty ways to know
Who will wear
Who will wear the hat
There are twenty years to go
The best of all I hope
Join the ride
The medicine show

And thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
We need to concentrate
On more than meets the eye

There are twenty years to go
The faithful and the low
The best of starts
The broken hearts, the stone

There are twenty years to go
The punch drunk and the blow
The worst of starts
The mercy part, the phone

And thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
We need to concentrate
On more than meets the eye

Thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
But it's you I take
'Cause you're the truth not I

There are twenty years to go
A golden age I know
But all will pass
Will end too fast, you know

There are twenty years to go
And many friends I hope
Though some may hold the rose
Some hold the rope

And that's the end
and that's the start of it
That's the whole
and that's the part of it
That's the highs
and that's the heart of it
That's the long
and that's the short of it
That's the best
and that's the test in it
That's the doubt
the doubt, the trust in it
That's the sight
and that's the sound of it
That's the gift
that's the trick in it

You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....
You're the truth Not I.....






Protège Moi
C'est le malaise du moment
L'épidémie qui s'étend
La fête est finie on descend
Les pensées qui glacent la raison
Paupières baissées, visages gris
Surgissent les fantômes de notre lit
On ouvre le loquet de la grille
Du taudis qu'on appelle maison
Protège-moi protège-moi
Protège-moi protège-moi
Protège-moi de mes désirs

Sommes-nous les jouets du destin?
Souviens-toi des moments divins
Glanant éclatés au matin
Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Perdus les rêves de s'aimer
Le temps où on avait rien fait
Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Protect Me, Protect Me...




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