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UKArchive ID: 27413making sense of all the lying by royrodel
Originally published on April 2, 2012 in Song Lyrics

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Sitting in your armchair
exhausting your reason
as the all knowing mind
offers no vision, of hope

Up close and personal
with the antichrist
you're called communist capatalist
teller of every horoscope

Bondage's, been
the path for you,
it's the law of the land
something you always knew

You're the friend of the dead and dying
fighting lies, to stop the crying
making sense of all the lying


The birds are roosting
to the call of the night
you can't take the hint
being at one, and all knowing

Brothers and adopted sisters
call out for attention
in their land of no hope
looking for that common, denominator

As you, recieve a higher truth
you're on your knees
looking for freedom
and no one to say please

You're the friend of the dead and dying
fighting lies, to stop the crying
making sense of all the lying

You're a shotgun preacher
you can sail the seas
talk to the murderer with ease
you're the unknown burier

You live in the belly of hell
amongst the smell
seeing all the kiss and tell
but you wont toll the bell

You see good in the unwanted
good in the untamed
you step back and ask
why they don't feel any shame

You're the friend of the dead and dying
fighting lies, to stop the crying
making sense of all the lying

Well the noise from the radio
and cries in the night
the reasons to believe in tomorrow
give you second sight into all the sorrow

In the the hope of fortune and fame
from the saturday TV
they can forget
their pain and the reality, of shame

Running with the wind
close to the burning desire
breaking souls out of bondage
as they stare at your mind

You're the friend of the dead and dying
fighting lies, to stop the crying
making sense of all the lying

Well governments have failed
everyone that was hailed in glory
criminals and judges both bailed
in the never ending story

Taxis and policemen
cheap drugs , pain
broken down angels
and small men looking for glory

All the broken promises
coming back
to fool you again
only a matter of time
'till you bow down again

You're the friend of the dead and dying
fighting lies, to stop the crying
making sense of all the lying





























© royrodel (royrodel on OLD UKA)
UKArchive ID: 27413
Archived comments for making sense of all the lying
stormwolf on 04-04-2012
making sense of all the lying
I enjoyed this Rodel. You keep singing your song!
Alison x

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