Prospekt’s March / Poppyfields
Smoke is rising from the houses
People burying their dead
I ask somebody what the time is
But time doesn't matter to them yet
People talking without speaking
Trying to take what they can get
I ask you if you remember
Prospekt, how could I forget?
Drums, here it comes
Don't you wish that life can be as simple
As fish swimming round in a barrel?
When you've got the gun
Oh when I run, here it comes
We're just two little figures in a soup bowl
Trying to get to any kind of control
But I wasn't one
Now here I lie on my own in a separate sky
Here I lie on my own in a separate sky
I don't wanna die on my own here tonight
But here I lie on my own in a separate sky
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Il vento soffia tra le rose E ride innervosendo te Che ti pieghi e Soffri perch? Sei nel giardino del dolore Di pietre e ghiaccio ? la tua via Ma poi torna il sole Splende per te E
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Darlin’
How much do you think? How many tears do I have to drink? How much do I have left? How much blood in one man's chest? Darlin' Will you let me call you let you