...моментно...(A Momentary lapse of reason)
On the turning away.
From the pale and downtrodden.
And the words they say.
Which we won't understand.
"Don't accept that what's happening.
Is just a case of others' suffering.
Or you'll find that you're joining in.
The turning away".
It's a sin that somehow.
Light is changing to shadow.
And casting it's shroud.
Over all we have known.
Unaware how the ranks have grown.
Driven on by a heart of stone.
We could find that we're all alone.
In the dream of the proud.
On the wings of the night.
As the daytime is stirring.
Where the speechless unite.
In a silent accord.
Using words you will find are strange.
And mesmerised as they light the flame.
Feel the new wind of change.
On the wings of the night.
No more turning away.
From the weak and the weary.
No more turning away.
From the coldness inside.
Just a world that we all must share.
It's not enough just to stand and stare.
Is it only a dream that there'll be.
No more turning away?.
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Редактирано от Cфaйpa на 28.04.05 05:25.