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See the girls at the gate they're gathering
For a chance in the big machine
While the lens of the camera's focusing
At the edge of the in-between
Some will get to where they're going
Find a place they've always been
Never understand the mystery
Turn around and start again
See the soldiers they march imagining
All the enemies unseen
Like a storm in the sky they're threatening
At the edge of the in-between
Some will get to where they're going
Find a place they've always been
Never understand the mystery
Turn around and start again
Walked the faithful down by the waterside
Watched the last tide ebb as the rivers dried
Hope was all they had
Home was all they knew
Strength to see them through
Withered fast the fields still the people stayed
Waited for a sign as they marked the days
Hope was all they had
Home was all they knew
Strength to see them through
Strength to see them through
Then came the master of the mountains
With a wave of his hand
Rain split the sky and filled the fountains
Water flowed through the land
He brought the people to their knees
In the house of heaven's door
They knew a miracle they'd seen
And so they believed
He brought the people to their knees
In the house of heaven's door
They knew a miracle they'd seen...
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Well I'm the man with the scam
And though I've never sewn a stitch
I've stumbled onto something
Guaranteed to make me rich
All I gotta do is fool one imperial nitwit
You'll never not see clothes
Like you won't see those
Every inch of stitchin' missin'
From your hat to your hose
And if one of those hose
Happens to have a hole in it
It's not as if anybody's
Gonna notice when it's
The Emperor's Clothes
Are fine
You'll never see nothing finer
Nothin' like those
So right
That you'll never see the like, the like
Well I just got into town
I took a quick look around
I heard you needed a suit
Opportunity found
'Cos I'm the man that you need
I'm gonna make you some tweeds
I'm gonna make 'em so they're
Magical, beautiful, that's irrefutable now
Well only Philistines
Could look upon these things
From the Teddy Bear pajamas
To the nipple rings
And not agree with me
This is a suit like no other
They're gonna gape and gawk
They're gonna stammer and stare
'Cos the fabric's so fine
It's like it's not even there
You're gonna give 'em a thrill
They're never gonna get over
If I make it through this
I'm gonna be in clover
The Emperor's Clothes
Are right!
You'll never see nothing righter
So overexposed
So right
That you'll never see the light, the light
Well today's the day
I'm gonna make my play
I'm takin' my creation to the center stage
And I might lose a little
But I just might win big
You got the heads of the SLA, the NRA
The Sendero Luminoso, and the CIA
At least one of every other kind of
Hot shot and bigwig
They're all comin' down
They're gonna meet at the shindig
In The Emperor's Clothes
All right!
You'll never see nothing finer
Nothin' like those
So fine
That you'll never see the like
Of The Emperor's Clothes
All right!
That you'll never see the like, the like
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I. The Darkness
It's everywhere that I go
It's everything that I see
And I don't know how to fight it
What was down is now up
And what was up has gone down
This scene has lost all its spirit
If you're not going
Every minute of every day
You'll end up somewhere behind it
Back in the day things were hard
But so much simpler in ways
You didn't know when to quit
Outshined by everyone around
Feeling lost and never found
Trying hard to fight the good fight
Out of the darkness and into the light
Strange things always come
When your mind is not clear
And there's no understanding
Thrown right under the bus
Throwing up all your guts
To get back to beginnings
Habits carved into stone
That you do all alone
When nobody is watching
Trying not to get caught
Fear is what you have sought
And it's much too demanding
Outshined by everyone around
Feeling lost and never found
Trying hard to fight the good fight
Out of the darkness and into the light
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II. Chance Meeting
I saw you sitting with your friends that day
I tried to keep myself from staring
I found the courage but I had nothing to say
My tongue was tied and I was daring
How lucky the sun came shining
You told me I was out of my mind
I said you were crazy
But it was me who was crazy
Drunk on the wine in your eyes
Our story is written across the sky
Words to last forever
And the meaning just gets clearer every day
I hope you know we share one soul
Never let go
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III. On My Own
Can you tell me?
Can you help me?
I am feeling down
Situation overload
Our ship has run aground
Waiting for the lightning strike
To come and bring me down
I talk but you don't hear a sound
It's got me so frustrated
The words have been debated
Can you give me any reason at all?
I want to know
I want to know
I'm on my own
I'm on my own
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IV. Start Over Again
How you doin' my man?
You got anything to say?
Tell us everything
Everything you learned along the way
The crowd they love you today
Tell us everything
How you did it
How you made your way
Start over again
Feel alive come on and take it
Start over again
Feel alive come on and make it
Start over again
Come on and take it
Start over again
Come on let's make it
Yeah!
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Rain a plague of drowning days
Grey and cold
Time in time she went away
Truth untold
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
Safe the secrets that she knew
Still we learned
Hope just like a garden grew
She returned
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
Something is ending something beginning
There in the dark of the woods
Chasing light through the trees
We ran as fast as we could
'Till she stopped suddenly
Warm was her breath on my skin
As she kissed me and cried
Then she disappeared from within
To a place she could hide
Now there's a hole in the night
Where her light used to be
So I light a candle and wait
And I pray she is free
She is free
Down the road in the Quiet House
Down the road in the Quiet House
She is free
Down the road in the Quiet House
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
Down the road through the gate
Here are flowers moss and stone
Clear the path to the door
The quiet house is now her own
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Stand said the oracle and speak the truth
All we want is information
Tell us the names of every traitor who
Took up arms against the nation
In my mind are faces
In my hands I hold their destiny
I will pray forgiveness
If their names escape me
Fear not the iron fist that found your door
Said the only god that matters
Here you are helpless in this holy war
With your fragile web in tatters
In my mind are faces
In my hands I hold their destiny
I will pray forgiveness
If their names escape me
Brought to this place
Stripped of my innocence
Praying for providence
This isn't where I belong
I protest all of the evidence facing me
God save their souls
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I'm the man behind the curtain
The one who pulls the strings
Got my finger on the button
But my mind's on other things
I'm the most impressive person
No one's ever really seen, oh
In the shadow of the spotlight
Always waiting in the wings
I'm ready for my close up
When the fat lady sings
I don't know if you can hear me
But you'd better hear me out
I manipulate the matrix
I know how it all turns out
I'm The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
Pay no attention to
The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
And I know how it all turns out
My little white lies
Are all getting colored in
My impromptu alibis
Well, they're wearing mighty thin
Though you don't walk away with anything
You didn't carry in
I deliver dispensation
For most any random sin
I'm The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
Pay no attention to
The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
And I know how it all turns out
And when the curtain gets pulled away
Guess there's always a piper to pay
You caught me out
In my base deception
I was only trying to make
The wrong impression
On the punters, punks and drunkards
That fortune floats my way
And the curtain gets pulled away
I'm The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
Pay no attention to
The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
I know how it all turns out
I'm The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
Pay no attention to
The Man Behind The Curtain, oh
I know how it all turns out
The man, the man, the man, the man, the man
I know how it all turns out
And when the curtain finally comes down
The puppets all slump to the ground
The doves lie silent in their covered cages
And though the mezzanines are still echoing
With the rock of ages
The circus has moved on to another town
And the curtain finally comes down...
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I. Homesick For The Ashes
Weary I was walking
A disassembled man
I wandered through creation
A ghost upon the land
Cloaked in threads of all my lifetimes
Deep-stitched into bone
Like a tapestry of shadows
Acid-etched in stone
Longing to remember
The day I left the pyre
And rose up like a phoenix
From a far-off ancient fire
Now I'm homesick for the ashes
Of the world I've known
On a path toward perdition
That I'll walk alone
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II. Words Of War
Cold night in a quiet town
I found a crowd and stood back as it grew
Echoes of a place in time
When a million voices rose anew
Words of war spread faster than a prairie fire
Through the Jaws of Heaven here we go
For on a high the chosen told
Tales of old the faithful chose to hear
Wake up all your sleeping souls
Gather up your guns the end is near
Words of war spread faster than a prairie fire
Through the Jaws of Heaven here we go
Marching on to glory in a battle just
Staring down the devil eye to eye
Riding on a pale horse to deliver us
Down into the darkest by and by
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III. Deep In The Wondering
I awoke this morning
A lifetime come and gone
The ending of a journey
My destiny at dawn
Yesterday behind me
There is only now
Every circle that was closing
Is opening somehow
And it's clear to see the reasons
Are woven deep in the wondering
Something left to live for
Nothing left to prove
Fallen saints and angels
Watch our every move
Shallow ran the river
That kept our worlds apart
As we fought to feed the hunger
In the hollows of our hearts
Now it's clear to me the reasons
Are woven deep in the wondering
The rain's return reveals a future
A gathering of souls
Once barren fields now green surrounds us
Our dreams of home are whole again
We're whole again
Yesterday behind me
There is only now
Every circle that was closing
Is opening somehow
And it's clear to see the reasons
Are woven deep in the wondering
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