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Falling falling The sun is burning black Falling falling It's beating on my back With a fire With a fire Falling falling The moon is running red Falling falling It's pulling me instead With a fire Fire But there's a fire inside When I'm falling over There's a fire in me When I call out I built a fire I'm going home Falling falling The stars are falling down Falling falling They knock me to the ground With a fire Fire But there's a fire inside When I'm falling over There's a fire in me When I call out There's a fire inside When I'm falling over I feel the fire I'm going home
(Oh, baby child)
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon
You know I don't see you when she walks in the room
It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
It's no secret that a liar won't believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
So I'm telling you...child
Low Voice Gospel Voice
A man will beg Love...we shine like a
A man will crawl burning star
On the sheer face of love We're falling from
Like a fly on a wall the sky...tonight
It's no secret at all
It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Oh love...
Low Voice Gospel Voice
A man will rise Love...we shine like a
A man will fall burning star
From the sheer face of love We're falling from
Like a fly from a wall the sky...tonight
It's no secret at all
(Achtung Baby)
(Love...we shine like a burning star)
(We're falling from the sky...tonight)
Low Voice Gospel Voice
A man will rise Love...we shine like a
A man will fall burning star
From the sheer face of love We're falling from
Like a fly from a wall the sky...tonight
It's no secret at all
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
The universe exploded 'cause of one man's lie
Look, I gotta go, yeah I'm running outta change
There's a lot of things, if I could I'd rearrange
Some folks are born made to wave the flag Yeah, the red, white, and blue When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief' Yeah, they'll point the cannon at you It ain't me, it ain't me I'm no millionaire's son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Well, they help themselves, yeah When the taxman comes to the door House looks a like a rummage sale It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no millionaire's son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Yeah, when they send you down to war Well, when you ask them how much you should give Yeah, it's always more, more, more It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no senator's son It ain't me, it ain't me I'm no fortunate one It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no military son It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate son Take it away...
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