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Pacidy, my love Glowing ember of evening Your eyes are frozen with guilt I read my fate on your cheeks The smoldering coals of a passion Once a meadow of hope Days of minstrels and bright steeds Autumn nights and silk sheets Your tender battle shadow on me Scented lavender kiss-es, soft and warm The union of strength in a love against life Love against life Pacidy, my love Your touch, so limp, was once frenzied Your argon lips were once sweet A life has slipped through my hands My spirits sift in a stale sigh Did love exist as a dream? Mother fawn of a pine wood Shepherdess of my grief Veils a freedom not for me Far beyond the steep ridge, where blizzards Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts Frailest of beasts Where blizzards Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts Frailest of beasts Where blizzards Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts Frailest of beastsPaperlate
Paperlate paperlate Paperlate paperlate Paperlate, oh I'm sorry but there is no one on the line Paperlate, oh I'm sorry but rest easy no news is good news Ooh it's too easy to live like clockwork Tick tock watching the world go by Any change would take too long So dry your eyes Ooh it's too easy to live in a cold sweat Just sitting dripping in pools below You can wipe your face Kill the pain But the fever won't go, no no Paperlate Pull it together now Put your feet back on the ground Paperlate Ooh don't worry now You're not alone Look around you Paperlate Ooh I'm sorry but there's no one on the line Paperlate Ooh I'm sorry but rest easy no news is good news Ooh it's too easy to compute your future Taking no risks and playing too safe Any change would take too long So dry your eyes Ooh it's too easy to talk about rocking the boat Making changes and changing track But you'd better not lock that door Cos you'll be coming back Ah you're breathing faster Silence the only sound There's no need to be nice on the way up Cos you're not coming down Paperlate paperlate Paperlate paperlate Paperlate paperlate Paperlate paperlate Paperlate Ooh I'm sorry but there's no one on the line Paperlate Oh I'm sorry but rest easy no news is good news...Patricia
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Who puts fifty tons of shit on the Foreign Office roof? Who suffers from nine known diseases? Who gets up in the morning when the sun comes up And makes their beds, of paper clips, and bus tickets All around their heads? Who congregate around Trafalgar Square Taking pot shots at the tourists? Oh you've got to watch out When you wander round the square in the morning They're everywhere, they're everywhere Here we have an honest man A civil servant to boot He lived high up in the Ministry And when he wished to make a point He knew just what to do His window ledges were all covered in grease I want them out of here He said to me I want them gone Because you see -- Oh don't you see None of us are getting any younger You've got to follow your nose And if it tells you that you've got to go Well that's because, they're everywhere, They're everywhere So we called in those men, those horrible men And set them to work on the rooftops You see their van is very plain And I know they're too ashamed To wear their by appointment badges anymore Sometimes they use vaseline, sometimes they use the pill I've often seen them with a gun But as the years go by, old habits seem to die And nowadays they knockatize them all Oh you've got to watch out As you wander round the square in the morning They're everywhere, they're everywhereA Place To Call My Own
And I've nearly found a place to call my own Waking gently feel her presence near Devil shattered, warmth is everywhere I am only a child of hers, my guardian goddess Now, I'm reaching my journey's end inside her womb And I think I've found a place to call my ownPlease Don't Ask
Ooh please don't ask me how I feel, I feel fine Oh I cry a bit, I don't sleep too good, but I'm fine When can I see you? When can I touch you? Again and again I ask myself was I wrong? Oh but time's a healer, and heaven knows I've been strong Maybe we could try Maybe we would work this time Oh I can remember when it was easy to say I love you But things have changed since then, now I really can't say if I still do But I can try Cos I know the kids are well, yes you're a mother to the world Oh but I miss my boy I hope he's good as gold But enough of me, tell me how are you? You look good Oh you've lost some weight I can see, your hair looks nice, you look good Maybe we should try, don't say it! I know why But y'know, I can remember when it was easy to say I love you But things have changed since then, now I really can't say if I still do But I can try Cos I know the kids are well, yes you're a mother to the world But I miss my boy Oh I hope he's good as gold