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He could fall and shake and weep By his holy are my feet And heart with mention the dear that may not speak We feel tight when there is tension And our eyes could make us weep And his heart was full of fire At the man he had become And his soul was seldom higher With the falsities of fun Could embrace sweet desires in moments as they pass But he feared ever more, he saw it didn't last We walk up Holland Avenue And watch the rich as they consume That product made our hearts exude An emptiness unrivalled by The hunger that I could control He'd pray up to his gods that he might save their soul The grey in this city is too much to bear The grey in this city is too much to bear And I believe we are meant to be seen And not to be understood And I want to be held those arms I want to be held those arms You'll work your thumbs till they're sore And you'll work my heart unti it's raw And you'll call and you'll call but you'll never be told And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall We are basic light We are basic light |