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Peter Gabriel Secret World Live

: The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight In search of you, I feel my way, though the slowest heaving night Whatever fear invents

skin Oh can you see the state I'm in Kiss it better, Kiss it better [Kiss that frog] Get it into your royal head He's living with you, he sleeps in

: River, river carry me on Living river carry me on River, river carry me on To the place where I come from So deep, so wide, will you take me on your

: Across the river Across the river Across the river I go

: Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city light Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe

: in this proud land we grew up strong we were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win I never thought I could fail no fight left or so

: you could have a steam train if you'd just lay down your tracks you could have an aeroplane flying if you bring your blue sky back all you do is call

: I caught sight of my reflection I caught it in the window I saw the darkness in my heart I saw the signs of my undoing They had been there from the

Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon, We are shakin' the tree Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon, We are shakin' the tree Waiting your time, dreaming of a better