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These are not dispassionate words of the cool
The headline still rules the editor`s a fool
Shall we douse out the flames or will everybody fuse
And leave us standing here tomorrow
I heard a calling out. A cry from the heart
From the towns of cement and no beauty
A whisper it turned howl, man he didn`t know
He was standing waiting for tomorrow
Nothing`s left nothing`s found there must be some common ground
I could never figure the calendars flow
Nor can I work out how the wild wind blows but I`m ready from within and
we`re starting to go
Away from the place of no tomorrow
Oh the wreching fields are a terrible place, with a sulphurous smell and
a frightening pace and the hook goes in early and the critic is king and
it`s hard to stay human and stand in the ring there`s no time to be
absent, a clown or a fool
While shylock is smiling we`re loaded like mules
If we surrender ourselves to industrial rules
We`ll wake up in the wreckage of tomorrow Send " Common Ground" Ringtone to your Cell