Anne Clark - Nothing At All
All this tenderness has come to nothing
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my exspectations will no doubt be changed
Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists
What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem
The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives
My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all.
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my exspectations will no doubt be changed
Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists
What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem
The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives
My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all.
All this tenderness has come to nothing
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my exspectations will no doubt be changed
Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists
What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem
The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives
My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all.
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my exspectations will no doubt be changed
Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists
What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem
The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives
My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all.
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