06 abril 2005

Scratch #017

Standing on the Corner of the Third World

Man, I never slept so hard
I never dreamt so well
Dreaming, I was safe in life
Like mussels in a shells
Rolling and controlling all the basements
and the backroads of our lives
Fill thier dreams with big fast cars
Fill thier heads with sand
Holy white we'll paint the town
The colour of our flag
Hey there little lady has your baby
got the look of some old man ?

Standing on the corner of the third world

Hungry men will close their minds
Ideas are not their food
Notions fall on stony ground
Where passions are subdued
Colour all the madness
for the madness is the thorn that's in our side

Standing on the corner of the third world

When we gonna learn ?
Who we gonna turn to ?
The promises they make
The call for attention
Compassion is the fashion
Free to earn, our pockets burn
We buy for love
Die for love
Hold me I'm crying
Hold me I'm dying

by Tears for Fears
CD "The Seeds of Love" (1989)

Desenho de Wayne Forte.

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