zaterdag 4 juni 2011

Words

So to live life decent
you need some kind of belief
that’s not novel or recent
it’s just coppers and thieves

      and you know how much it hurts
      all the loneliness behind our words

If you tresspass you’re punished
if you’re good you’re redeemed
and your heaven comes furnished
with salvation machines

      refr.

               This is a story about the end
               about losing all your friends
               about the end of confidence
               this is a song about the end


1989

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