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pet - 18.02.2005


Mother doesn’t know where love has gone
She says it must be youth
That keeps us feeeling strong.
See it in her face, that’s turned to ice
And when she smiles she shows
The lines of sacrifice.
And now I know what they’re saying
When the sun begins to fade.
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.

Father made my history.
He fought for what he thought
Would set us somehow free.
He tought me what to say in school.
I learned off by heart
But now that’s torn in two.
And now I know what they’re saying
In the music of the parade.
We made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.

Born on different sides of life.
We feel the same
And feel all of this strife.
So come to me when I’m asleep
We’ll cross the line
And dance upon the street.
And now I know what they’re saying
When the drums begin to fade.
We made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.

Oh, turn around and I’ll be there.
There’s a scar through my heart
But I’ll bare it again.
I thought we were the human race
But we were just another border-line-case.
And the stars reach down and tell us
That there’s always one escape

I don’t know where love has gone
And in this trouble land
Desperation keep us strong.
Fridays child is full of soul
With nothing left to lose
There’s everything to go.
And now I know what they’re are saying
It’s a terrible beauty we’ve made.
So we make our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.

Now I know what they’re are saying
As hearts go to their graves.
We made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.

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