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The Fire Theft Album



2004
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Hands On You
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Chain
I feel the words falling in a rhythm
I see the wind bearing its decision to never give in
I'm amazed
I hear the words form some kind of silence
When the world falls into violence
We'll never give in
Chain
I see the world falling in a rhythm
I feel the wind bearing its decision to never give in
I'm afraid
I hear the words form some kind of silence
When the world falls into violence they'll never give in
Chained in silence
The rhythm of violence
Change all around us
Change in everything you see
I'm amazed
I see the world in a revolution
Within the darkness a solution
We'll never give in chained in silence
The rhythm of violence
Change all around us
Change in everything you see

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Now I know what I need to do
Become the man I believe I am
Now I know that I've got to try
To become a man or lay down in the quiet
Love my girl
Get a job
Feed the world
Choose a god
Is there something I should know now to make it work tomorrow
Cause it's night and I fear the wolf
He says one thing but does another
Never wanted the blood
Oh I can't see the day
Now that I've buried my life away
Can I dig it out again

Believe in all the good things you keep inside
There is no freedom in life without freedom of mind
I find myself running from fate whether or not I'm hunted by circumstance
Everyday rearranging
Wind and waves in the cool of the Puget sound
Remembering a reason to be born
Taking back the hope that men destroy
Don't burden your life when you can fill it up with joy


Believe in all the good things you keep inside
There is no freedom in life without freedom of mind
I find myself running from fate whether or not I'm hunted by circumstance
Every day rearranging
Wind and waves in the cool of the moonlit sound
All in a cloud rumored tears of faded crowds
Remembering a reason to be born
Taking back the fire from the four corners
I can't bury my life when I can fill it up with joy
I can't bury my life when I'm lucky to have a choice
I'm not American
I'm not European
I'm not Russian
I'm not Japanese
But I've been thinking about tomorrow
Always sinking
Always sorrow
I'm not American
I'm not European
I'm not Russian
I'm just me
I'm just me
I'm just me

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Hands On You

[No lyrics]

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