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the children that used to play in the street
are the men that sleep in the street oh lord
the games the used to play now they have
become the wasted dreams of the old////
i usedc ot play with my friends in the streets
ride my bike and be on the scene but my scene
became a working itme
whos gonna keep the flame alive, whos gonna keep the flame alive???
now i dont work anymore, my body is grown too old for love
i look by the window , i see the passengers of this earth
i wish i could come back
i think that i will come back again
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Blown by the wind
04:32
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school didnt work
keeping a steady job is hard too
dont know what else i could do
except but to grow old
maybe il let time slip
away like all my chances did
and when im 64, il say im still that strong
to go back and start again
everybody tried to help
for for some reason i just didnt care
i faced them all with a laugh, its not that i didnt cried
the comfort of my sad yesterday
too astray to go back home / melting water on my ice cone
drips and rips down the gutter bellow / to confound with the sea
dont know what I did so wrong / my brain dont work at all
i've been blown by the wind / I've been blown by the wind
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Come on and get it
04:00
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here i am in the ring of life
trying to earn it and win the fight
but its not easy you gotta punch
the people you hate and the people you love
hell it aint ease, death it aint easy
you gotta win back your life
the reaper is near
i can smell it kissing my mouth
no matter how hard you punch
there is a brick wall ahead of you
all those nights you cried for freedom
playing your sad sad blues
find a way finda a way and get back home
home is home home is love
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Under the gun
03:03
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the trend is hot and the trend is low
everybody you love is gone
i dont think i like it anymore
everybody under the gun
I got no money but aint out to rob
an old lady bag
i aint got no money but im too prud to beg
so il just go to my bed
flciker in my lighter at night/ I aint smking no weed to calm my lower need
flicker in myu thoughts i have been so low for all my life and the rest
have an appointment with destiny / nobody knows my name
excepto the one with the scissors, she knows ehat to do with me///
there is a smell in the air tonight, something is wrong with my times
i wish i was born a hundred years ago , honout would be your shrine///
lord give me wings, lord give me times to undo what the world has done to me
i´l be a good man no matter what they say in their dreams
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What I did
03:42
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maybe another time we will know your real face
when you come around we will talk about it then
what you did, what you saw, what you meant
to say and when you did it
i had a friend wax he isnt anymore
i had a girl but she is away and gone
what you did, what you saw why your here with me
i still long for your embrace, my friends
tonight i had a date again, I saw my face in the mirror
what i daw what i did and what i meant
only i know
but my thoughts and my mind was a prayer
althought i didnt know how to really say it
i did it anyway without knowleadge and without thinking
the elevator is down the elevators up thats how life is
once you fly you gotta crash thats what the old men say
wish i knew how to act when the time comes
now i lay down in shame just in front of all
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Balck Hole 250
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Fernando Bocadillos Buenos Aires, Argentina
Esta es mi vida y la banda sonora de mis dias, y se las dedico a ustedes, corazones en la vida exterior, con todo el alma tremula que puedo dar. No me juzgues por la pasión o ls torpeza brillante, sino por los espacio entre las notas, que son el silencio que otorgo para que me envies tu corazon, tu ansia, tu carta, tu trabajo, tu botella desperada, tal cual es la mía. ... more
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