Songs of Blasphamy E-Book

Steve Price

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

Songs of Blasphamy is all about the ills of life and how it has and still effects us.

The world is changing and changing every single day. What was thought of a natural right is now something we all have to fight for. As with all the previous lyrics I have written. These are my thoughts and my opinions and are not meant in any way to presume anything of others. 

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Steve Price

Songs of Blasphamy

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America

Push, pull, I’ve seen it all,

I’ve been too the top,

And I’ve broke my fall,

Bend, curve, I’ve hear the words,

I’ve touched the sun.

I’ve been burnt

But when I step outside,

I fall into, America,

Neon lights, I’ve hit the heights,

I’ve seen all the things,

You wouldn’t like,

I’ve danced on the clouds,

And kissed the moon goodnight,

But when I step outside,

I fall into, America,

In a dream of opportunity,

Where nothing is,

All it seems,

Where the streets paved of gold,

Are now ice-cream,

This is now America

Crossed the desert skies,

Found the truth in hidden lies,

Walked in the shadows where they like to hide,

Then I fell into America,

Seen the where the eagles nest’s

Broken wings and the shells of her eggs,

The written words,

Is now their regret?

I fell into America

CHORUS

Push, pull, I’ve seen it all,

I’ve been too the top,

And I’ve broke my fall,

Bend, curve, I’ve hear the words,

I’ve touched the sun.

I’ve been burnt

But when I step outside,

I fall into, America,

And still

He crossed the mountains,

He crossed the seas,

He sent those to the depths,

When they wouldn’t believe,

And he’ll knock you dead,

Committing blasphemy,

But he loves you all the same,

He will drown you out,

And plague the skies,

He will take your son,

On a mountain side,

He hates the gays and all their pride,

But he loves you all the same,

And still you pray,

And still you say,

And still you want to believe,

And still you pray,

And still you say,

And still you get on your knees

He sold a world a hopeless dream,

On talking snakes and infidelity

And certain pain if you don’t agree,

But he loves you all the same,

He sent a people upon a rock,

When they returned all was gone,

So he put them in a room and turned the gas on,

But he loves you all the same,

CHORUS

Are you sure, are you sure,

Look at yourself and ask once more,

If you’re sure and you’re sure,

Then we recognized you need more,

If you’re pure, so really pure,

Then put your guns stop fighting war,

CHORUS

Cambodia

The streets are empty,

Only fear remains,

The names are numbers,

The pictures unframed,

This is the day after,

Cambodia,

The red scarf is sailing,

Sailing on the breeze,

Stained with essence,

Of lost memories,

This is the day after,

Cambodia,

Men from mountains,

Men in black boots,

They said men of freedom,

With killer looks,

Men from the farms,

They were hillside men,

They wanted a new beginning,

So they began with an end,

The day after,

Cambodia,

The day after,

Cambodia,

The streets are empty,

The fields are full,

Their pushing together,

The killers pull,