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There Is a Spell Over This City

Roots Circus

They made the sun rise once again
And put the wolves back in their cages
I've been asleep for many days
Not wide awake for ever
Seems like nothing can get through
This grey lid that they call heaven
Missing sunshine missing you
Feeling worn out bound and beaten
All the snow makes me believe
A sunny morning in December
It's always been the way for me
For just as long as I remember
And soon the city will awake
Send out an army of pretenders
I plead a dirty black machine
A race that will go on forever

Ah Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah..
Ah Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah..

There is a black cloud coming down
You know that this place smells of pity
Too many vultures in this town
There is a spell over this city
Too much violence on the streets
Only bad news in the paper
Smiling snakes are wealthy thieves
Too many soldiers too much hatred

Ah Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah..
Ah Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah..

Now the wolves are out again
There's a shark close to these beaches
Dark and heavy falls the rain
And all the souls are mute are speechless
So many things I'll never see
And all the truths they never told me

What is left for me to believe
When the world and you is burning?
There is a bird trapped in my chest
And my restless bones are aching
I am a one track speeding train
I am a mind ready to cave in
I am the centre of the earth
I am too fast and I'm too lazy
I cannot breathe for all this dirt
But in the end you always save me






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