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The pale travellers left their homes
In search of other shores
We’re broken-hearted men
In dry and and foreign lands
But we’ll rise again
All the beauty under the sun
All the times we fell in love
Will never draw a veil
Over our native pain
And we’ll rise again
One summer morning you came to me
Came for water and sleep
We rode through the midnight sun
We could see
See the wind
The howls of rage are deafening
With joy and blood and bravery
It’s time to dry our eyes
We’re coming home tonight
We’ll rise again
One summer evening you came to me
With your sorrow and grief
We rode through the midnight sun
We could hear
Hear the wind
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To The Sea
04:14
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If there’s a home away from these shores
Where would it be
As an outcast of genuine hopes
I retreat
I see my country stray from my sight
In a pale moon scene
Desolation slowly subsides
A soothing dawn appears
Ship of tears
Carry me along the stream
I shall be released at last
And for now
Lay me down
To the open-ended sea
As grief flows within me
For another year
Shelter is nowhere to be found
For the ones who seek
Beauty out of broken stones
And gold from mines of misery
The view is clear as the mist goes by
Exile is finally here
Those days I was searching on my own
Are all over
Ship of tears
Carry me along the stream
I shall be released at last
But for now
Lay me down
To the open-ended sea
As grief flows within me
For a thousand years
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Motherland
03:57
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He was born and raised
In the remoteness of a cold southern land
Where people hide their pains
And fall into old age
As straight as drops of rain
He left his home
In search of an enlightening cause
He met like-minded men
And in cellars filled with damp
They talked for hours on end
Oh Motherland
You have kneeled and bowed to shame
Soon enough
Your true sons will embrace
Your soul again
He saw the warden’s eyes
He saw weakness and conceit combined
As the door shut on himself
He washed his dirty hands
Said “this can’t be the end”
Oh Motherland
You have kneeled and bowed to shame
Soon enough
Your true sons will embrace
Your soul again
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Stay On The Run
03:22
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Lay down your weary eyes in mine babe
Their bright summer colours gently faded away
In loneliness lies a pleasure
Your thousand tears won’t measure
Turn off your heart
Close the door
Oblivious of space and time you’re sneaking
In every corner of a meditating soul
By the time the snow comes falling
You better be leaving
Grab your warm scarf
Hit the road
Now don’t you hide babe
Behind this image of happiness
May the sun shine
Through your dull life of fogginess
Stay on the run
Glowing are the ages I remember
A sign of you to hang on to
For then and later
Now a desert land of ashes
Keeps away those flashes
Of sweet memories that are blown
Now don’t you hide babe
Behind this image of happiness
May the sun shine
Through your dull life of fogginess
Stay on the run
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Lighthouse
07:13
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Had enough of the city’s shades of fiery white
Tryin’ to tame these demons of mine but they’re too hard to fight
Somehow this fire keeps burning in me
For all of the love I still need to set free
I’m so tired tonight
The lighthouse is near
Had enough of the suffering and the useless pains
Tryin’ to turn these heartaches inside me into tears of rage
While somehow this fire keeps burning in me
Revives all the dreams that seemed lost in the years
I’m so tied tonight
But the lighthouse is near
There’s a change in the weather
From the underground’s entrails
There’s a lift in the spirit
Of the workingmen
We’re so tired of roaming
Through these solitary plains
Now we’re howling at the sun
And we’re marching
In a silent rage
Had enough of the city’s shades of fiery white
Tryin’ to tame these demons of mine but they’re too hard to fight
All around town the boredom sets in
The crowds come undone and the sky it stops raining
I’d go hide tonight
But the lighthouse is near
There’s a change in the weather
From the underground’s entrails
There’s a lift in the spirit
Of the workingmen
We’re so tired of roaming
Through these solitary plains
Now we’re howling at the sun
And we’re marching
In a silent rage
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