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The Waking Hours

Love hearts on an old stone building Have no relevance now And sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin Remind me of you somehow And you look so young

We could be away from here By ten o'clock tonight Pennies won't get us to heaven, I know But a borrowed car just might Look through my wallet There's

You sent greetings from Liverpool And I took the next train Passed by people putting flowers on graves And we got delayed When I arrived, you had vanished

this sad time weighs his run. In every waking hour In any kind of golden light In every moment of conception In every hour you try to feel always lies

번역: 모임. 깨어있는 시간.

to see They see the path of our lives The heart is there to feel It feels the energy of all time I can see it I can feel it This is my waking hour

(Currie, Harvie, Slaven) It seems like weeks since you looked at me baby without that look of distaste I don't know why your feelings are changing

(Currie) Post office clerks put up signs saying position closed And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats Janitors padlock the

(Currie) Don't get so distressed If the good life won't arrive You've been reading S.O.S. When it's just your clock reading 5:05 And why are you