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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Floyd" data-source="post: 20" data-attributes="member: 1">Learning To Fly.Into the distanse, ribbon of blackStretched to the point of no turning backA flight of fancy on a wind swept fieldStanding alone my senses reeledA fatal attraction holding me fast, howCan I escape this irresistable grasp?Can't keep my eyes from the circling skyTongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit.IIce is forming on the tips of my wingsUnheeded warnings. I thought I thought of everythingNo navigator to goide my way homeUnladened. empty and turned to stoneA soul in tension that's learning to flyCondition grounded but determined to tryCan't keep my eyes from the circling skiesTongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit.IAbove the planet on a wing and a prayer,My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,Across the clouds I see my shadow flyOut of the corner of my watering eyeA dream unthreatened by the morning lightCould blow this soul right through the roof of theNight.There's no sensation to compare with this,Suspended animation, a state of blissCan't keep my eyes from the circling skyTongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit.IThe Dogs Of War.Dogs of war and men of hateWith no cause, we don't diskriminateDiscovery is to be disownedOur currency is flesh and boneHell opened up and put on saleGather round and haggleFor hard cache, we will lie and deceiveEven our masters don't know the webs we weave.One world, it's a battlegroundOne world, and we will smash it downOne world ... one world.Invisible transfers, long distence calls,Hollow laughter in marble hallsSteps have been taken, a silent uproarHas unleashed the dogs of warYou can't stop what has begunSigned, sealed, they deliver oblivionWe all have a dark side, to say the leastAnd dealing in death is the nature of the beastOne world, it's a battlegroundOne world, and they smash it downOne world ... one world.The dogs of war don't negotiateThe dogs of war won't capitulate,They will take and you will give,And you must die so that they may liveYou can knock at any door,But wherever you go, you know they've been thereBeforeWell winners can lose and things can get strainedBut whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.One world, it's a battlegroundOne world are we goung to smash it down?One world ... one world.One Slip.A restless eye across a waery roomA glazed look and I was on the road to ruinThe music played and played as we whirled without endNo hint, no word her honour to defend.I will, I will she sighted to my requestAnd then she tossed her mane while my resolve was putTo the testThen drowned in desire, our souls on fireI led the way to the funeral pyreAnd without thought of the consequenceI gave in to my decadenceOne slip, and down the hole we fall,It seems to take no time at allA momentary lapse of reasonThat binds a life for lifeA small regret, you won't forget,There'll be no sleep in here tonightWas it love, or was it the idea of being in love?Or was in the hand of fate, that seemed to fit justLike a glove?The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sownThe year grew late and neither one wanted to remainAloneOne slip, and down the hole we fall,It seems to take no time at allA momentary lapse of reasonThat binds a life to a lifeThe one regret, you will never forget,There'll be no sleep in here tonightOne slip ... One slipOn The Turning Away.On the turning awayFrom the pale and downtroddenAnd words they sayWhich we won't understand"Dont accept that what's happeningIs just a case of other'sufferingOr you'll find that you're joining inThe turning away"It's a sin that somehowLight is changing to shadowAnd casting it's shroudOver all we have knownUnaware how the ranks have grownDriven on by heart of stoneWe could find that we're all aloneIn the dream of the proudOn the wings of the nightAs the daytime is stirringWhere the speechless uniteIn a silent accordUsing words you will find us strangeAnd mesmerised as they light the flameFeel the new wind of changeOn the wings of the nightNo more turning awayFrom the weak and the wearyNo more turning awayFrom the coldness insideJust a world that we all must shareIt's not enough just to stand and stareIs it only a dream that there'll be,No more turning away?Yet Another Movie.One sound, one single soundOne kiss, one single kiss,A face outside the window pane,However did it come to this?A man who ran: A child who criedA girl who heard, a voice that liedThe sun that burned a fiery redThe vision of an empty bedThe use of force, he was so touchShe'll soon submit, she's had enoughThe march of fate, the broken willSomeone is lying very stillHe has laughed and he has criedHe has fought and he has diedHe's just the same as all the rest,He's not the worst, he's not the bestAnd still this geaseless murmuring,The babling that I brook,The seas of faces, eyes upraisedThe empty screen, the vacant lookA man in black on a snow white horse,A pointless life has run its cource,The red rimmed eyes, the tears still runAs the fades into the setting sunA New Machine (Part 1).I have allways been hereI have allways looked out from behind these eyesIt feels like more than a lifetimeFeels like more than a lifetimeSometimes I get tired of the waitingSometimes I get tired of being in hereIs this the way it has always been?Could it ever have been different?Do you ever get tired of the waiting?Do you ever get tired of being in there?Don't worry, nobody lives forever,Nobody lives foreverA New Machine (Part 2).I will allways be hereI will allways look out from behind these eyesIt's only a lifetimeIt's only a lifetimeIt's only a lifetimeSorrow.The sweet smell of great sorrow lies over the landPlumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,But awakes to a morning with no reason for wakingHe's haunted by the memory of a lost paradiseIn his youth or a dream, he can't be preciseHe's chained forever to a world that's departedIt's not enough.It's not enoughHis blood has frozen & curdled with frightHis knees have trembled & given way in the nightHis hand has weakened at the moment of truthHis step has falteredOne world, one soul,Time pass, the river rolls.And he talks to the river of lost love and dedicationAnd silent replies that swirl invitationFlow dark and troubled to an oily seaA grim intimation of what is to beThere's an unceasing wind that blows through this nightAnd there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sightAnd silence that speaks so much louder than words,Of promises broken</blockquote>

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