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The Fugitives
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Dinner With Clara Haber
if there was gold inside the sea you'd know where to find it
all you men with us tonight with your meals and your dessert all the hopeful hands that helped him feed the hungry of the Earth
raise your hands in bright applause raise the nation under God bring the walls down in the next town
during a peace a scientist is working for the world but in a wartime he will answer to his borders
great men, to the end of doubt great men and gallant hearts brave men and the way you shout while the dead run perfect circles round you
every masked man cloaked in cloud drunken bird in choking tree every blade of greying grass every open hole of grief
raise a toast, remember me raise your voice at my white sheet let them hear you in the next town
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'll go to the garden with the bullet in my heart all of the men are in the fields and they have all started to cough our son and daughter slowly dancing from the rope inside their rooms tell me, if life's a set of problems how you answer
great men, to the end of doubt great men and gallant hearts brave men, with the way that you shout while the dead run perfect circles round you
great men, with shoulders out great men, with your table talk brave men unafraid to call on the winds of change to blow right through you
if there was gold inside the sea you'd know where to find it
all the empty places, all the empty plates the smoking candles, every single man in shock outside, the falling snow, the proof of life and how it's not unlike a long escape from silence I could care less about quiet I will show you all the sound that comes from genuine surprise I've danced around the question long enough you kill or you refuse it is the science in your heart not set to music
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