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A meeting
A meeting
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord Can you feel it coming in the air tonight? Oh Lord, oh Lord Well, if you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand I've seen your face before, my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am Well, I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with my own two eyes So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been It's all been a pack of lies And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord Well, I remember, I remember, don't worry, how could I ever forget? It's the first time, the last time we ever met But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no, you don't fool me Well, the hurt doesn't show, but the pain still grows It's no stranger to you and me I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord Well, I've been waiting for this moment all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord

A meeting

One more life

One more life

A God that you can touch
A God that you can touch
A God that you can touch
Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test Things on your chest You need to confess I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out, touch faith Reach out, touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out, touch faith Your own personal Jesus Reach out, touch faith Reach out, touch faith Reach out, touch faith (Reach out, reach out) Reach out, touch faith Reach out and touch faith

A God that you can touch

Loss

Loss

Lost in the illusion

Lost in the illusion

Lost individuality
Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, but don't leave me Look around Choose your own ground Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit run Dig that hole, forget the sun And when at last the work is done Don't sit down It's time to dig another one For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave

Lost individuality

Waiting for the Judgment Day impatiently!

Waiting for the Judgment Day impatiently!

Consequences of Irresponsibility
Consequences of Irresponsibility
I feel so extraordinary Something's got a hold on me I get this feeling I'm in motion A sudden sense of liberty I don't care 'cause I'm not there And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow Again and again, I've taken too much Of the things that cost you too much I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun When I was a very small boy Very small boys talked to me Now that we've grown up together They're afraid of what they see That's the price that we all pay And the value of destiny comes to nothing I can't tell you where we're going I guess there was just no way of knowing I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun I feel so extraordinary Something's got a hold on me I get this feeling I'm in motion A sudden sense of liberty The chances are we've gone too far You took my time and you took my money Now I fear you've left me standing In a world that's so demanding I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun

Consequences of Irresponsibility

Mental state of a man in a capitalist society

Mental state of a man in a capitalist society

Vulnerable Child
Vulnerable Child
Vulnerable Child
Sweet child in time You'll see the line The line that's drawn between Good and bad See the blind man Shooting at the world Bullets flying Oh, taking toll If you've been bad Oh Lord, I bet you have And you've not been hit Oh, by a flying lead You'd better close your eyes Oh-oh, bow your head Wait for the ricochet Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh

Vulnerable Child

Unorthodox people have hard time
Unorthodox people have hard time
Carry on my wayward son For there'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man Though my mind could think I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say Carry on my wayward son For there'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know On a stormy sea of moving emotion Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear the voices say Carry on my wayward son For there'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, nothing equals the splendor Now your life's no longer empty Surely heaven waits for you Carry on my wayward son For there'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more

Unorthodox people have hard time

Phenomenology of Spirit
Phenomenology of Spirit
Phenomenology of Spirit
very neat stuff this book is

Phenomenology of Spirit