Messages ran all over town
Words without sound
Condemned me
And left me for dead
All over again
It wasn't the first time, but this time
Things will never be the same
Time and again
You may go charging at windmills
In these days
Absurdities never change
In the thick of the woods
The word is taboo
In the darkest of continents
Light can deceive you
David Sylvian, RIDE
.
Words without sound
Condemned me
And left me for dead
All over again
It wasn't the first time, but this time
Things will never be the same
Time and again
You may go charging at windmills
In these days
Absurdities never change
In the thick of the woods
The word is taboo
In the darkest of continents
Light can deceive you
David Sylvian, RIDE
.
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