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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=58569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song To The Orphans</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moltitude assembled and tried to make the noise<br>The black blind poet generals<br>And restless loud white boys<br>But time grew thin and the axis<br>Was left somehow incomplete<br>Where instead of child lions<br>We found aging junkie sheep<br>How many wasted have I seen signed hollywood or bust<br>Left to ride them ever ghostly arizona gusts<br>Oh, cheerleader tramps and kids with big amps<br>Sounding in the void<br>High society vamps and ex-heavyweight champs<br>Mistaking soot for soil<br>So break me now big mama<br>As old faithful breaks the day<br>Believe me, my good linda,<br>The aurora will shine your way<br>The confederacy, shes in my name now<br>And the hounds are held at bay<br>The axis needs a stronger arm<br>Do you feel your muscles play? <br>The doorstep blanket weaver<br>Madonna shes pushing bells<br>From house to house to house to house<br>Giving last kisses and wishing well<br>To every gypsy, mystic and all star hero<br>That the kids might find the place<br>Whove been lost forever to papa and mama<br>On their weekends out in space<br>Now the sons they search for fathers<br>But their fathers have all gone<br>The lost souls search for saviors<br>But saviours dont last long<br>Those aimless, questionless renegade brats<br>Who live their lives in songs<br>They run the length of a candle<br>In a goodnight whisper and a puff theyre gone<br>So break me now big mama<br>As old faithful breaks the day<br>Believe me, my good linda,<br>The aurora will shine your way<br>The confederacy, shes in my name now<br>And the hounds are held at bay<br>The axis needs a stronger arm<br>Do you feel your muscles play? <br>The missions are filled with hermits looking for a friend<br>The terraces are filled with cat-men looking for a way in<br>There are orphans junked on silver mountains<br>Lost in celestial alleyways<br>They wait for that old tramp dog man moses<br>He takes in all the strays<br>Now, dont grow on empty legends<br>Or lonely cradle songs<br>cause billy the kid was just a bowery boy<br>Who made his living twirling his guns<br>The night shes long, shes lanky<br>She speaks in her mother tongue<br>And lullabies the refugees<br>With an amplifiers hum<br>So break us now big mama<br>As old faithful breaks the day<br>Believe me, my sweet linda,<br>Oh, help is sure on the way<br>The confederacy, shes in my name now<br>And the hounds are held at bay<br>The axis needs a stronger arm<br>Do you feel your muscles play? <br>The confederacy, shes in my name now<br>And the hounds are held at bay<br>The axis needs a stronger arm<br>Do you feel your muscles play?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bruce Springsteen - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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The black blind poet generals
And restless loud white boys
But time grew thin and the axis
Was left somehow incomplete
Where instead of child lions
We found aging junkie sheep
How many wasted hav..."></div>
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