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Blood blood all around
The land is crying out
All men are dead underneath the sands
And noone understands
Gold gold all is sold
Ten thousands have been slain
They stole their gold and destroyed their souls
The prayers were all in vain
War war behind the shore
All men are on the run
They burned the earth until there
But a wasteland in the sun
A wasteland in the sun
But there's the albatross
Flying circles through the wind
The silent master of this land
Far beyond the Southern Cross
Nobody heard his cries
Wailing sadly through the skies
Now his voice from up above
is slowly dying
Home home we wanna go home
The beach is bleak and empty
All has burnt to ashes
Nothing will grow
We wanna go home
But there's the albatross
Flying circles through the wind
The silent master of this land
Far beyond the Southern Cross
Nobody heard his cries
Wailing sadly through the skies
Now his voice from up above
is slowly dying
There's just the albatross
Flying . . .
September, 20, 1990: Early in the morning....
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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a be
You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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