<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tears Of Rage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We carried you in our arms<br>On independence day,<br>And now youd throw us all aside<br>And put us on our way.<br>Oh what dear daughter neath the sun<br>Would treat a father so,<br>To wait upon him hand and foot<br>And always tell him, no? <br>Tears of rage, tears of grief,<br>Why must I always be the thief? <br>Come to me now, you know<br>Were so alone<br>And life is brief.<br>We pointed out the way to go<br>And scratched your name in sand,<br>Though you just thought it was nothing more<br>Than a place for you to stand.<br>Now, I want you to know that while we watched,<br>You discover there was no one true.<br>Most evrybody really thought<br>It was a childish thing to do.<br>Tears of rage, tears of grief,<br>Must I always be the thief? <br>Come to me now, you know<br>Were so low<br>And life is brief.<br>It was all very painless<br>When you went out to receive<br>All that false instruction<br>Which we never could believe.<br>And now the heart is filled with gold<br>As if it was a purse.<br>But, oh, what kind of love is this<br>Which goes from bad to worse? <br>Tears of rage, tears of grief,<br>Must I always be the thief? <br>Come to me now, you know<br>Were so low<br>And life is brief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57151" data-title="Tears Of Rage" data-description="We carried you in our arms On independence day, And now youd throw us all aside And put us on our way. Oh what dear daughter neath the sun Would treat a father so, To wait upon him hand and foot And always tell him, no? Tears of rage, tears of gr..."></div> </div> </div>

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