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yellow sun, Like a great yellow carpet, hung, On a wall of blue, That never ended... no, no Now I feel captured when I think of home, A child's visions won't appear. I drowned that child in domestic beer, And I don't remember CHORUS: I'm scared of me, hey, Of myself. I'm scared of me, hey, Of myself. (And I don't remember) I'm scared of me, hey, Of myself. (And I don't remember) I'm scared of me In dusty pages of my mind, I flip through pictures time, and, time, again we are Black and white, With leathery faces faces And when I gather up my strength, Take a shave and face the pain. I think of moments that were tender, Which I don't remember... CHORUS (extended) Sometimes when it's late at night, I get so tired of fighting. (And I don't remember) Sometimes when it's late at night, I get so tired of fighting. (And I don't remember) Sometimes when it's late at night, I don't remember. (And I don't remember) Sometimes when it's late at night, I don't remember me, hey, Of myself [Back to Music of Season 3] |
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It's easy if you try, No hell below us, Above us only sky, Imagine all the people living for today... Imagine there's no countries, It isnt hard to do, Nothing to kill or die for, No religion too, Imagine all the people living life in peace... Imagine no possesions, I wonder if you can, No need for greed or hunger, A brotherhood of man, imane all the people Sharing all the world... You may say Im a dreamer, but Im not the only one, I hope some day you'll join us, And the world will live as one. |
