Re:Lyrics with real meaning.
mellman01
Member Posts: 5,306
Right Nina if your on this forum right now you will know this song, if off what I feel is one of the great CD's of the late 80's, it's kind of how I feel in a way a deep song and a dam good album so who's this then kids??.
Wasted, Ive never been so wasted
Ive never been this far out before
Perimeter walk
Theres a presence here
I feel could have been ancient, I could have been mystical
Theres a presence
A childhood, my childhood
My childhood, childhood
A misplaced childhood
My childhood, a misplaced childhood
Give it back to me, give it back to me
A childhood, that childhood, that childhood,
that childhood, that childhood
Oh please give it back to me
V/Threshold
I saw a war widow in a launderette
Washing the memories from her husbands clothes
She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes
I see convoys curbcrawling west german autobahns
Trying to pick up a war
Theyre going to even the score
Oh... I cant take any more
I see black flags on factories
Soup ladies poised on the lips of the poor
I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the alleyways
Does anybody care, I cant take any more!
Should we say goodbye?
Hey
I see priests, politicians?
The heroes in black plastic body-bags under nations flags
I see children pleading with outstretched hands,
drenched in napalm, this is no vietnam
I cant take any more, should we say goodbye
How can we justify?
They call us civilised!
Wasted, Ive never been so wasted
Ive never been this far out before
Perimeter walk
Theres a presence here
I feel could have been ancient, I could have been mystical
Theres a presence
A childhood, my childhood
My childhood, childhood
A misplaced childhood
My childhood, a misplaced childhood
Give it back to me, give it back to me
A childhood, that childhood, that childhood,
that childhood, that childhood
Oh please give it back to me
V/Threshold
I saw a war widow in a launderette
Washing the memories from her husbands clothes
She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat
A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes
I see convoys curbcrawling west german autobahns
Trying to pick up a war
Theyre going to even the score
Oh... I cant take any more
I see black flags on factories
Soup ladies poised on the lips of the poor
I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the alleyways
Does anybody care, I cant take any more!
Should we say goodbye?
Hey
I see priests, politicians?
The heroes in black plastic body-bags under nations flags
I see children pleading with outstretched hands,
drenched in napalm, this is no vietnam
I cant take any more, should we say goodbye
How can we justify?
They call us civilised!
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Comments
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Ye gods what do you lot listen to flippin Perry Como and Cliff "I'm not gay well only a bit" Richard!???.0
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Hi Mel,
Is it Marillion? Don't know the track, just remember a friend playing Marillion all the time and it rang a bell.
X'grá agus solas'
'Love and Light' translated from Irish. X0 -
what about a clue then? :???: :oops:0
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Sorry Toni and Tink poppygirl got it, Marilion blind cure is the track,I had this CD on in my shed yesterday and it's so me moody and inward analysing but a blinding CD number one on my top ten, no Cliff though!!0
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