Cover di Human's Lib

Human's Lib
Album - 17 marzo 1984 - Debaser id 30779

di Howard Jones

And the fear goes on shadows
And the tear flows on for nothing
And the fear goes on shadows
And the tear flows on for nothing

Under his nose was a dream come true
Been there all the time and he almost knew

And the fear goes on shadows
And the tear flows on for nothing
And the fear goes on shadows
And the tear flows on for nothing

Under his nose was a dream come true
Been there all the time and he almost knew
Thoughts of people in misfortune stopped him doing things well
His duty was to use it - left his pearl in the shell
Il tuo voto:
Everybody wants to feel happy, even if you think that you don't
Everyone wants to know the secret, even if you think that you don't
Everybody thinks they're different from the next man now
But we just got to realize we're just the same

Always appear to be someone better
You know there will always appear to be someone worse
You know there'll always appear to be someone better
You know there'll always appear to be someone worse, oh

Everyone has got their character
Everyone has got their personality
But the longing is still the same
So what is the answer by easy on yourself
Make yourself feel at ease maybe that's the answer

Always appear to be someone better
You know there will always appear to be someone worse
Always appear to be someone better
You know there'll always appear to be someone worse, oh

We're just the same don't you know
We're just the same don't you know
Looking over there
He looks different, she looks different
They might even be different
But we're just the same, don't you know
We're just the same, don't you know
We're just the same
Il tuo voto:
Well you're not, you're not who you think you are
Well we think that you are John or Dave
But you're not, you're not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas

From our birth we were given an identity
People told us we were great or small
From our birth we were given rules of right or wrong
Not forgetting the bullies at school

The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits

Welcome to Conditioning
Welcome to Conditioning

And as the world makes us feel great
And as the world makes us feel small
Oh so convinced of our identity
If we only knew it we just can't believe it we just won't believe it

Leading us to think that we are such a success
Conning us to think that we are just a failure
Leading us to think that we are so intelligent
Conning us to think that we are just a do-do do-do

Welcome to Conditioning
Welcome to Conditioning

Who is to say what is what
Welcome to Conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to Conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Er, sorry, ha ha
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to Conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to Conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to Conditioning
Il tuo voto:
There was a time when there was nothing at all
Nothing at all, just a distant hum
There was a being and he lived on his own
He had no one to talk to, and nothing to do
He drew up the plans, learnt to work with his hands
A million years passed by and his work was done
And his words were these...

Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you

So she had built her elaborate home
With it's ups and it's downs, its rains and its sun
She decided that her work was done, time to have fun
and she found a game to play

Then as part of the game
She completely forgot where she'd hidden herself
And she spent the rest of her time
Trying to find the parts

Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you

There was a time when there was nothing at all, nothing at all
Just a distant hum
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