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Have you never come across the vastness of pavement, the banish of winds and the grayness of the sea? Never lost or never been misguided, we'd have never seen so shining. I've come from out of a handsome in Camden, to a bum in the basement while all the while it rained. I'll come around to the friendliest of faces, handsome as stand ugly places. Come from out of the tunnels we've diggen, and say the tunnley's not livin and working does the work. Come and find the love in his labor. Labor's life our lives forever. Come and see the keepings not given. You've got what you've given, you get what you deserve. SongtexteIn the midst of all of the action maybe only their thoughts are on his fraction. Chasing sea foam dreams around another dirty old town. Parallel runs streams crawl through gray ocean from the green ground. Burden leer does smear beneath the leafy glassy surface. All the songs you hear down there they have a purpose. All in all, we cannot stop singing. We cannot start singing. We'll swivle to the end. They may kill and we may be pardoned. We will never be broken-hearted. Aus Songtexte Mania