domingo, março 09, 2008

Rumours of Glory

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Above the dark town
After the sun's gone down
Two vapour trails cross the sky
Catching the day's last slow goodbye
Black skyline looks rich as velvet
Something is shining
Like gold but better
Rumours of glory.

Smiles mixed with curses
The crowd disperses
About whom no details are known
Each one alone yet not alone
Behind the painfear
Etched on the faces
Something is shining
Like gold but better
Rumours of glory.

You see the extremes
Of what humans can be?
In that distance some tension's born
Energy surging like a storm
You plunge your hand in
And draw it back - scorched!
Beneath it's shining
Like gold - but better.

Rumours of glory.


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