Wallies
de Anne Clark
So this is where the future lies
In a beer gut belly
In a open fly
Brilcremed, acrylic, mindless boys
Punching, kicking, making noise
From the cradle to the city streets
They spill out their aggression
By punching what they don't understand
And stopping all forms of expression
Teaching eachotherto be men
By spewing in the street
Well now I know just what to do
To make my man complete!
Against the power of their misguidance
We must learn to fight
To be just what we want to be
Morning, noon and night
Night is for the hunters
And the hunted are you and me
Hunted for just having
Some from of identity
Night is for the hunters
And the hunted are you and me
Hunted for just having
Some individuality
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Poem Without Words 2 - Journey By Night
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Poem Without Words 1 - The Third Meeting
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Homecoming
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Up
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Cane Hill
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This Be The Verse
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Now
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Hope Road
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Armchair Theatre
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Leaving
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Our Darkness - Marc Romboy Respect Mix
Synaesthesia - Classics Reworked
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Sometimes - Sea of Sin Remix
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Heaven - Max Melvin Remix
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When You Are Old
Homage
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Hope Road
Notes Taken, Traces Left
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Self Destruct
Joined Up Writing/The Sitting Room
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Alarm Call
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Sleeper In Metropolis
Changing Places
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Total Eclipse of the Heart - Radio Version
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Have You Ever Seen the Rain?
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