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Текст песни Mac Lethal - Midnight in Manhattan

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This is the worst thing I`ve ever seen in my life(Our elected representatives are the frontlines of making the decisionsabout the war we`re waging against terroristand about rebuilding New YorkAnd there`s nothing like itWe don`t want anyone to feel in a week or two or a monththat the enormity of this somehow could be gotten overWe can keep going and we will but...)Waiting for the snow to fall a cloudy angel weptAnd while the world was frenzied, by my fate I oversleptHold your breath, these acts are frozen and embracedWith the gut-twisting feeling of a black and white mosaicToday Manhattan burned and summer leaves without a traceBesides a cloud of smoke and sour smell in outer spaceWithout a face I hate youToday I was instructed how to hate but then remembered how to pray tooI kneel enforcing nine commandmentsScratch one and let it sleep on the crescent moon like a hammockAlign the sky with fireflies and crooked-eyed soldiersThe morning dew is fearsome while the Bush is iced overThe cushions lie holding souls of man-made ghostsCascades of darkness keep the lamp shades closedCrickets even whisper for September 11thI eavesdrop and hope to hear footsteps from heaven[ CHORUS ]When moonlight french-kisses the Manhattan midnightThere`s not a face without a tear drop that`s in sightMidnights in Manhattan keep me dreaminI caught a dream by the tail, I think I`m gonna keep itThis is the first time I`ve ever hated something through the nightThe first time I`ve ever loved this country in my lifeHibernate for days and leave the nest to touch rainStretch across the world and feel my bib of bloodstainsTalkin to the icicles hangin from the cloudsPurple moon dust vapor strangle for the proudI`m dyslexic reading minds of those computedWho saw an angel-kissed urban rose and chose to shoot itNotes for students of the Blitzkrieg, Polish tortureI got a heaert for you that grows inside my olive orchardI understand a lot of spirits on remote controlMislead youth grew with charred and broken soulsDamn I`m speechless, dreamin of the somber, sandy beachesWhere I can drift away from suits and ties repairing demonsWhere I can fly from corporate crashed and buried kingdomsAnd hold my hand to God but do more than barely reach him[ CHORUS ]Blow a kiss to the rain clouds while I rest in bedIf I give blood now I might have less to shedIf I shed blood proud, is my spirit in agreement?Will I be dying for a reason that I do agree with?Freedom is a teardrop with legs like a centipedeThat walks out of God`s eyes when I fight or sit and bleedI could sit stone-cold and panic in stridePlant it inside to hide away until the planets collideOf course, of course, of course, I grab my sleeping pillowAnd creep to steal to eat a still life self-reflecting weep and willowThis is not the time for music, it`s not the time for movementIt`s not the time for pushing all the people I`m unglued withIt`s not the time for birth of gloryIt`s not the time for purgatoryIt`s not the time for murder storiesIt`s not the time for keeping peace or cleaning your knivesIt`s a time to figure out the meaning of lifeAnd that`s it[ CHORUS ]

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