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Bowie David

The Cygnet Committee

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I bless you madlySadly as I tie my shoes.I love you badlyJust in time,at times,I guess.Because of you I need to rest,Because it`s you that sets the test.So much has gone and little is newAnd as the sparrow singsDawn chorus forSomeone else to hear,The Thinker sits alone growing olderAnd so bitter."I gave Them life, I gave Them all. They drained my very soul...dry. I crushed my heart to ease Their pains No though for me remains there. Nothing can They spare. What of me? Who praised Their efforts to be free? Words of strength and care and sympathy. I opened doors that would have blocked Their way. I braved Their cause to guide, for little pay. I ravaged at my finance just for Those, Those whose claims were steeped in peace,tranquility. Those who said a new world,new ways ever free. Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me."I bless you madlySadly as I tie my shoes.I love you badlyJust in time,at times,I guess.Because of You I need to rest,oh yea,Because it`s You that sets the test.So much has gone and little is newAnd as the sunrise streamFlickers on me,My friends talkOf glory,untold dream,where all is God and God is just a word."We had a friend, a talking man Who spoke of many powers that he had. Not of the best of men, but Ours. We used him. We let him use his powers. We let him fill Our needs. Now We are strong. And the road is coming to its end. Now the damned have no time to make amends. No purse of token fortunes stands in Our way. The silent guns of love will blast the sky. We broke the ruptured structure built of age. Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage. Where money stood We planted seeds of rebirth And stabbed the backs of fathers, Sons of dirt. Infiltrated business cesspools, Hating through Our sleeve, Yes, and We slit the Catholic throat Stoned the poor on slogans such as`Wish You Could Hear,``Love Is All We Need,``Kick Out The Jams,``Kick Out Your Mother,``Cut Up Your Friend,``Screw Up Your Brother or He`ll Get You In the End.` And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above. And We Can Force You to Be Free And We Can Force You to Believe."And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain,For I once read a book in which lovers were slain,For they knew not the words of the Free States` refrain,It said:"I believe in the Power of Good. I Believe in the State of Love. I Will Fight For the Right to be Right. I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right."And I open my eyes to look around,And I see a child laid slain on the ground.As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows,Ploughing down man,woman,listening to its command.But not hearing anymore-Not hearing anymore,Just the shrieks from the old rich.And I Want to BelieveIn the madness that calls `Now`,And I Want to BelieveThat a light`s shining throughSomehow.And I Want to BelieveAnd You Want to BelieveAnd We Want to BelieveAnd We Want to LiveOh,We Want to LiveWe Want to LiveWe Want to LiveWe Want to LiveWe Want to LiveWe Want to LiveI Want to LiveI Want to LiveI Want to LiveI Want to LiveI Want to LiveI Want to LiveLiveLiveLive

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