Eleven, Twelve

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Canterbury - Rock

Eleven, Twelve

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We don't live we're tired with aching muscles We don't live we're tied up; they've tied us up to strings I've come full circle in my head it doesn't seem that detailed We don't live we're tired; we're always sleeping We don't live we're tied up, well here we go again On the run and I'm tired but I'm restless It's catching up I can feel it when the wind blows Maybe all that I need is to surrender And feel some burn from the fire in the unknown Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure Noooowww They don't live they're tired with angry voices They don't live they're tied up; they'd cut them if they ran I'm wasting time, that's all I have So it's more like I'm wasting life They don't live they're tired; I've seen them sleeping Just wake up, wake up, you're living in a dream I'm the seeds that will one day be a jungle I'm the clouds that will one day bring you thunder I'm a ghost, you're the house that I'm haunting You're the flame, I'm the fire in the unknown Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure Noooowww (Eleven Twelve) Now my love (now my love), it's time to grow old a rich man Now my dear (now my dear), come if you want on an adventure Noooowww

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