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Utwór: Paragons of innocence

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Day
   Into night
   Into day
   Into I don't know you anymore
  
   But I stand
   Where you say
   Thinking all the time you planned it
  
   You've been gone away too long
   Leaving us to carry on
   Though in truth you never tried
   Just stepped back and watched the slide
  
   Paragons of innocence
   Questioning of your intent
   Never quite sure what you meant
   From the other side
  
   Moments on the carousel
   Must admit we ride it well
   And the horses never tell
   All throughout the ride
  
   That no one leaves
   No one leaves
   No one leaves...
   Alive
  
   Time
  
   On my hands
  
   Slips away
   Till I just don't feel it anymore
  
   Thinking back
  
   When I can
   To the time when it began with
   Bits of dreams all in a line
   And somehow we missed the signs
   That it all was never real
   And in truth a fatal deal
  
   Paragons of innocence
   Questioning of your intent
   Never quite sure what you meant
   From the other side
  
   Moments on the carousel
  
   Must admit we ride it well
   And the horses never tell
   All throughout the ride
  
   No one leaves
  
   No one leaves
   No one leaves...
   Alive
  
   There always comes a time
   When you do what you want to do
   You know you shouldn't do it
   But you do it anyway
   And when he had that time
   When he knew what he wanted to
   He quickly placed his order
   Though he never thought he'd pay
  
   But the lines turned to lies
   And the lies turned to tangles
   And you're pale as a cadaver
   Though you think it doesn't show
   So you live with the lies
   And the friends that it gathers
   But somewhere in your heart you know you
   Got to let it
   Got to let it
   Go
  
   Paragons of innocence
   Questioning of your intent
   Never quite sure what you meant
   From the other side
  
   Moments on the carousel
  
   Must admit we ride it well
   And the horses never tell
   All throughout the ride
  
   No one leaves
  
   No one leaves
   No one leaves...
   Alive
  
   Then the sailor picked a coat up
   That had been laying there
   And placed it over the body
   And then he said a little prayer
  
   And the ocean brought in on a wave
  
   An old waterlogged wreath
   And pushed it up along the sand
   Till it touched the dead man's feet
  
   And written on that wreath
  
   In letters of gold foil
   Was the name veronica guerin
   But the letters were bent and soiled
  
   The sailor said I see these flowers
   That you so kindly gave
   Are obviously from far away
   And from another's grave
  
   And I cannot help but to think
   The sailor gently said
   That it's unwise in god eyes
   To steal flowers from the dead
  
   The ocean said please trust me friend
   This gift will cause no pain
   And the person to whom they once belonged
   Would surely say the same
  
   You see this wreath was from the funeral
   Of a woman who showed no fear
   Of men who lived in mansions
   Bought with other people's tears
  
   Of men who lived in mansions
   Bought with bits of others lives
   Who at night still hugged their children
   And brought gifts home to their wives
  
   With money made from heroin
   And packets of cocaine
   And if a buyer overdosed
   They never felt the pain
  
   There were many flowers at her funeral
   But none for this boy I fear
   So the wind has blown this wreath to me
   And I have brought it here
  
   She gave her life to stop the spread
   Of drugs among her kind
   And if we leave these flowers for this boy
  
   I'm sure she wouldn't mind

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