Sunday, July 20, 2008
Politik.
Look at the Earth from outer space.
Everyone must find a place.
Give me time and give me space.
Give me real, don't give me fake.
Give me strength, reserve control.
Give me heart and give me soul.
Give me time, give us a kiss.
Tell me your own politik.
And open up your eyes.
Give me one 'cause one is best.
In confusion, confidence.
Give me peace of mind and trust.
Don't forget the rest us.
Give me strength, reserve control.
Give me heart and give me soul.
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix.
Tell me your own politik.
And open up your eyes.
Just open up your eyes.
But give me love over this.
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