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Planet Afkag
Did you really think you were alone in this universe?
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A TRIBUTE TO OUR LADY PEACE
Unreleased Lyrics
You don't understand
And you don't try to see
That white is too dull
We need the reds and the greens
You're big time now on New York T.V.
A Prime time fool for everyone to see
Can't see a heaven if the sky isn't clear
You can't change a mind if it doesn't want to hear
Will we ever get out of here?
Stop and think awhile
Another time and another place
Where everyone smiles
You have the rights
Or you seem to think
Stopped dead in their tracks
Other peoples dreams
All those ideas questioned by doubt
I'm telling you man you better get out
Can't stop the dance if the song isn't done
You can't stop the change the numbers, hundred to one
You don't understand
You don't try to see
You're in the cage
And we've got the key
Can't see the future till it's in front of you
But you can't escape it The future brings a change
Can't believe she fell
The silence was unnerving
The crowd began to yell
Was the thought of her returning
So you never knew him well
But you know what you've been seeing
These images of guilt and the concrete in her hair
So far these lions still need taming
It's very sad very sad
No no she fell very far very far
No no for this cannonball this cannonball
As desperate as you felt
Were you strong enough to leave him
Oh you need to know him well
He's an angry acrobat
So you struggle with the will
With the will that you've been seeing
These images of guilt and the concrete in her hair
And he walked away from
Can't believe she fell well
It happened in a turning
Struggle with the will
But the thought of this
The thought of this...
Wave back, and if you find out again
I'll never leave you home
If I could well I'd be there breathing in
What you need is home
No! I meant when it counted all to play
I don't care
But I can see
That underneath
Your building right in front of me, hey
Might take you home
But if I could, well I'll know you're not afraid
Of what you hear in the tone
If you heard of the church not following
That i'll never take you home
No! I will, while you're calling out to me
But I don't fly
But what I can see
Could help be
You'll build it up, you'll fall in free
I might take you home
But if you could, why I know you're not alone
But if what you need is home
But if I could well I'd be there for yet again
I'll never take you home
No I left you with calling out to me
But I don't see
But I can't breathe
Lower than your building right in front of me
I might take you home
I've never seen your breath before
But I'm disgusted by the thought of
Waiting any more
And if I look up in your eyes
Will you open up a little more
I know you know it's all gone wrong
And i don't wanna find
Pain and sleep in front of your mind
But i don't wanna find
That mostly you and mostly me
And all we need is a little bit here
I've never been inside before
But I'm offended by the thought of being
What you know
And as I look into your mind
Will you open up a little bit more
And all you know is wrong
So, are you older than your enemies
So far you're out there
I'm not strong enough to carry you here
You're well
I believe you are a victim of this life
You're so bad
I could not express the emotion I have
When you stop, you beg, you lie
When you talk you know just what...
Yourself
You're a victim, you are suffering
You're so sad
You cannot explain the time that you laugh
When you stop, you beg, you lie
Where do you stand
Where do you go
I don't know
Big green monkey, everyone's a junkie
I'm not waiting for the answers
On a Sunday afternoon
I'm just too drunk to remember
Why I always fall through
Constant deprivation
And the pain that gets me high
I'm just feeling mighty anger
Why I'm always inside
Where does it end?
Where does it stop?
How do we know?
What I'm always beginning
I can be good
I can be bad
I can be yours
And everything's gone black
You're looking for that sun
You're looking for that light
You're lonely
You're not the only one to fall back on me
I'm not waiting for the answers
On a Sunday afternoon
I'm just too high to remember
Why I always get pushed through
But I remember only
Our Lady Peace
by Mark Van Doren
How far is it to peace, the piper sighed,
The solitary, sweating as he paused.
Asphalt the noon; the ravens, terrified,
Fled carrion thunder that percussion caused.
The envelope of Earth was powder loud;
The taut wings shivered, driven at the sun.
The piper put his pipe away and bowed.
Not here, he said. I hunt the love-cool one,
The dancer with the clipped hair. Where is she?
We shook our heads, parting for him to pass.
Our lady was of no such trim degree,
And none of us had seen her face alas.
She was the very ridges that we must scale,
Securing the rough top. And how she smiled
Was how our strength would issue. Not to fail
Was having her, gigantis, undefiled,
For homely goddess, big as the world that burned,
Grandmother and taskmistress, frild and town.
We let the stranger go; but when we turned
Our lady lived, fierce in each other's frown.
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