grim travellers in dawn skies also work on the movement of see the beauty -- makes them cry inside makes them angry and they don't know why ministers meet -- work on the movement of goods human beings as if we were so many cattle

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

How many years I'm All Things to All Men All of the Women All the Children Just say when And I'll take you to my Tardis Who's the Hardest Who's the Hardest (4x) Look at the monster you make

In a restless world like this is Love is ended before it's begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun When I give my heart It will be completely Or I'll never give And the moment I can feel that

I can't imagine living a day on earth without you Now that you're here with me I'll do anything you want me to Some women before, have only left me crying So many promises, but they were only lying Long chord, last song, why you taking so long? I'll keep

Get out of here. Cold, dark sea Wrapping its arms around me, Pulling me down to the deep. All eyes on me. I pushed you away Although I wished you could stay. So many words left unsaid,

From the moment that we start There's still so many things I wanna say to you In my rear view We're bound by blood that's moving I watch you watching the twilight Behind the telephone lines

Open the gates Too many hearts filled with hate Let acceptance in We're here to say we're all so sick of your bigotry Stop dwelling on what happens when we die Start helping others while we're still alive We'll carve out your heart, rewire your mind

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

These feelings may change as we all walk this way The youth steal the ship as this generation fades... The youth steal the ship as this generation fades. It was a movement of the people, like many times before, Who stood up for peace and sat down for