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Satelites are turning Television`s burning Shine on water Does it realy matter? And if violence make the wind flow I will break every bone in your body And if silence make the wind blow I will listen to the beat of your frosen heart The temperature is rising now The talking waters is running dry The lips are seald, no thoughts revealed And some will always say There is a reason for everything The love we gave, the gifts I made The sun still shine for yesterday And all my plastic angels Are falling from the sky Though all I`ve done was ever wrong The ships is sailing , love has gone So now It`s down to me And all I want is felicity From Letras Mania