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Imagine what kind of man could be terminally ill, and still find the strength to record these words...
Damn.
"While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow Till the mountains crumble into the plain Oh yes we'll keep on tryin' Tread that fine line Oh we'll keep on tryin' yeah Just passing our time hile we live according to race, colour or creed While we rule by blind madness and pure greed Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion Through the eons, and on and on Oh yes we'll keep on tryin' We'll tread that fine line Oh oh we'll keep on tryin' Till the end of time Till the end of time
Through the sorrow all through our splendour Don't take offence at my innuendo
You can be anything you want to be Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be Be free with your tempo, be free be free Surrender your ego - be free, be free to yourself
Oooh, ooh - If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky If there's a point, if there's a reaason to live or die If there's an answer to the questions we fill born to ask Show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask Oh we'll keep on tryin' Hey treat that fine line Yeah we'll keep on smailing yeah And whatever will be - will be We'll just keep on trying We'll just keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Till the end of time"
and also...
"Empty spaces - what are we living for Abandoned places - I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are loking for... Another hero, another mindless crime Behind the curtain, in the pantomime Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on The show must go on Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance Another heartache, another failed romance On and on, does anybody know what we are living for ?
I guess I'm learning, I must be warmer now I'll soon be turning, round the corner now Outside the dawn breaking But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free The show must go on The show must go on Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die I can fly - my friends
The show must go on The show must go on I'll face it with a grin I'm never giving in On - with the show -
I'll top the bill, I'll overkill I have to find the will to carry on On with the - On with the show - The show must go on..."
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