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Marco V (4)

False Light

You fall far.. from me

I guess your state of mind
Is not yours to design
And all you need is time
To find your space in false light..

Godd

Do you believe in a god that satisfies?
Do you believe in a god that opens eyes?
Do you believe in a god that tells you lies?
Or do you believe in me?

Do you believe in a god that brings you down?
Do you believe in a god that wears a crown?
Do you believe in a god that makes you bow?
Or do you believe in me?

I Feel You

I feel you
In the morning fog
In the winter clouds

I feel you
When my fears are gone
All is soft and warm

Teaching me love when I was cold
Exposing the lies that I was living by

I feel you...

I feel you
In the morning fog
In the winter clouds

I feel you
When my fears are gone
All is soft and warm

Teaching me love when I was cold
Exposing the lies that I was living by...

But you're complaining
And you are straining
You are nothing
You feel tired, undesired
And you are nothing
Don't wanna fight you
I'm even beside you
And you are nothing
I can't make you
You can fake to
Feel you want me
But I can help you to get there..

More Than A Life Away

Saturday morning eight-forty five
Light shines of the white walls into your eyes
The kitchensink throws a pittyful smile
You're way out of time
You're way out of time
Sit down coffee bluecheeze and serial
Living today is a god given miracle
Live in the moment is more than a life away
It's more than a life away..

Saturday morning nine-twenty one
You read of a war in the east that was won
By humaliation and panic the bombs
Came tumbeling down
Came tumbeling down
One more for the papers
People in offices
Spreading the news unaware of the comequence
Live in the moment is more than a life away
It's more than a life away..

Blue skies white lines forests in stereo
Driving for hours with only hysterical
Radio dj's taking another call
About the weather and all
High on life is a beautiful time
Reach out if you can when they trough you the line
Turn down the radio avoiding the 3 o'clock news..
I have nothing to choose..

Saturday evening two past eleven
Pints down the road, on a fast way to heaven
Friend tells a story noone believes
Some tease, some bleed some attention they need
Looking away seems the only remedy
This is the end of me live in the moment seems
More than a life away
It's more than a life away..
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