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The Serenade Is Dead

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She wakes up in the morning ‎
The sun is shining in her face ‎
She turns her head around ‎
She shares the blanket on which the love embraced ‎

She looks out of the window ‎
It's a lovely day outside ‎
She tells herself that things are fine ‎
He pulls the sheets to cover his eyes

The essence of the fresh air ‎
That garden held the love affair ‎
Thinking back their minds ‎
Are torn in muddle and confusion ‎

So far away another sits ‎
Who tries to make the best of it ‎
He don't know quite what's hit him ‎
It's another love illusion ‎

He gazes in his empty room ‎
Eyes fixed upon her picture ‎
The loneliness, dejectedness ‎
God how the fuck he's missed her

His eyes turn turn to the window ‎
The military roar by ‎
He wonders how much hatred
‎ Could evolve out of the sky ‎

What God had done for peace on earth ‎
What man destroyed from day of birth ‎
They are concerned with feelings ‎
They're just ashamed to cry ‎

And one mans plan to push the button ‎
Makes other sacrifice ‎
The serenade is dead ‎
And now the only question's why

Why when we are young ‎
We're told it's right to love ‎
Told it's human nature ‎
And that comes from God above?‎

As time moves on we realize ‎
That we all look from the pit ‎
While a plan hangs above us ‎
To keep us in the shit

Because the minute we are born
We're told what's right and wrong ‎
Raised with certain morals ‎
Never mentioned in their songs

As we grow up we find out that ‎
The paths been neatly set ‎
In a world of such destruction ‎
We only can regret ‎

Regret, that is the word of it ‎
As we look for our way out of it ‎
Why can't they understand ‎
We don't want any part of it? ‎

The pain they create everyday ‎
That just ain't gonna go away ‎
We've got to stick together ‎
But still you're asking why? ‎

The system stands strong ‎
As our movement starts to crumble ‎
The pressure we once held ‎
Has just turned into a rumble

They've got us where they want us ‎
And you all just accept that ‎
Well, don't you think it's time ‎
We started to hit back ‎

They are the enemy ‎
They want a rope around your neck ‎
And if they will go that far ‎
Then what the fuck is next? ‎

Forget the revolution ‎
We've heard it all before ‎
Heard all of the promises ‎
Of nineteen eighty four ‎

It's an impossible task ‎
Oh, yes, it stands before us all ‎
Well, maybe you'll believe it ‎
When your back's against the wall ‎

inviata da Bartleby - 8/3/2012 - 12:06



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