| Little by little the night turns around. Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on eachother in yearning Under the eaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the sun Over the mountain watching the watcher Breaking the darkness Waking the grapevine One inch of love is one inch of shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the wine. Set the controls for the heart of the sun Witness the man who raves at the wall Making the shape of his question to Heaven Whether the sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lesson of giving Set the controls for the heart of the sun. |
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| The Happiest Days of Our Lives When we grew up and wen to school There were certain teachers who would Hurt the children anyway they could By pouring their derisions upon anything we did Exposing every weakness however carefully hidden by the kids But in the town it was well known when they got home at night Their fat and pyschopathic wives would Thrash them within inches of their lives Another Brick Part 2 We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teacher leave them kids alone Hey Teacher, leave them kids alone All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teacher leave them kids alone Hey Teacher, leave us kids alone All in all you're just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall |