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    Rupert Hine A Golden Age текст песни

    A Golden Age

    I can no longer count the dreams
    Inspired by reconstructions of predicted scenes
    The glass and metal fragments racing
    Through the pointless heat
    I can’t go on believing this
    Have I lived just to witness the last decade
    Or a golden age

    Still I love the way this new wind whistles through my house
    And papers fly
    While Orwell’s world is still in doubt
    And china shivers on a tray
    I am untimely ripped from all forgotten bliss
    But not afraid

    I can’t go on
    I can’t go on believing this
    Have I lived just to witness the last decade
    Or a golden age

    Could the waiting ever be worse than the shock
    Suppose the silver key survived
    To turn inside the rusty lock
    And you and I be found alive
    Crouching in our ignorance
    By children nearly twice our size

    I can’t go on believing this
    Have I lived just to witness the last decade
    Or a golden age

    Till they eat their words some wild voice churns deep in my blood
    The prophets sigh
    We always said you’d never learn
    Then cynics long to break the brave
    I wish their mouths all stitched so their persistant hiss
    Is not obeyed

    I can’t go on
    I can’t go on believing this
    Have I lived just to witness the last decade
    Or a golden age

    I do believe there are people needing freedom with good reason
    Who will find another way
    There’s no disgrace in understanding
    Why our planet is in panic
    Then, while you worry think of everything you miss



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