Song | Fools |
Artist | Deep Purple |
Album | Shades 1968-1998 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice | |
I'm crying I'm dying | |
I can see what's wrong with me | |
It's in my head | |
I can see what's gonna be | |
As I lie in my bed | |
Man is not my brotherhood | |
I am of the dead | |
I died as I lived as I loved and was born | |
On some distant hill | |
The reasons to hide were the reasons I cried | |
Fools pass laughing still | |
There can be bad blood in all I can see | |
It's in my brain | |
You don't know the pain I feel | |
As I must live again | |
Rocks and stones can't bruise my soul but | |
Tears will leave a stain | |
They smile to themselves as they lay down my head | |
On some distant hill | |
The blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye | |
Fools smile as they kill | |
I got my own way to go and now I want | |
To take your minds | |
I believe if you could see | |
The blood between the lines | |
I believe that you could be | |
A better kind | |
Please lead the way so the unborn can play | |
On some greener hill | |
Laugh as the flames eat their burning remains | |
Fools die laughing still |
Written: Blackmore Gillan Glover Lord Paice | |
I' m crying I' m dying | |
I can see what' s wrong with me | |
It' s in my head | |
I can see what' s gonna be | |
As I lie in my bed | |
Man is not my brotherhood | |
I am of the dead | |
I died as I lived as I loved and was born | |
On some distant hill | |
The reasons to hide were the reasons I cried | |
Fools pass laughing still | |
There can be bad blood in all I can see | |
It' s in my brain | |
You don' t know the pain I feel | |
As I must live again | |
Rocks and stones can' t bruise my soul but | |
Tears will leave a stain | |
They smile to themselves as they lay down my head | |
On some distant hill | |
The blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye | |
Fools smile as they kill | |
I got my own way to go and now I want | |
To take your minds | |
I believe if you could see | |
The blood between the lines | |
I believe that you could be | |
A better kind | |
Please lead the way so the unborn can play | |
On some greener hill | |
Laugh as the flames eat their burning remains | |
Fools die laughing still |
Written: Blackmore Gillan Glover Lord Paice | |
I' m crying I' m dying | |
I can see what' s wrong with me | |
It' s in my head | |
I can see what' s gonna be | |
As I lie in my bed | |
Man is not my brotherhood | |
I am of the dead | |
I died as I lived as I loved and was born | |
On some distant hill | |
The reasons to hide were the reasons I cried | |
Fools pass laughing still | |
There can be bad blood in all I can see | |
It' s in my brain | |
You don' t know the pain I feel | |
As I must live again | |
Rocks and stones can' t bruise my soul but | |
Tears will leave a stain | |
They smile to themselves as they lay down my head | |
On some distant hill | |
The blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye | |
Fools smile as they kill | |
I got my own way to go and now I want | |
To take your minds | |
I believe if you could see | |
The blood between the lines | |
I believe that you could be | |
A better kind | |
Please lead the way so the unborn can play | |
On some greener hill | |
Laugh as the flames eat their burning remains | |
Fools die laughing still |