(ferry/manzanera) | |
I am for a life around the corner | |
That takes you by surprise | |
That comes leaves all you need | |
And more besides | |
I am for a life and time by numbers | |
Blast in fast ´n´ low | |
Add ´em up, account for luck | |
You never know | |
I am into friendship and plain sailing | |
Through frenzied ports o´ call | |
O shake the hand to beat the band | |
With love is all | |
Or nothing to the man who wants tomorrow | |
There´s one in every town | |
A crazy guy, he'd rather die | |
Than be tied down | |
I am for the man who drives the hammer | |
To rock you 'til the grave | |
His power drill shocks | |
A million miles away | |
I am for the revolution´s coming | |
I don´t know where she´s been | |
For those who dare because it´s there | |
I know i´ve seen | |
Now and then i´ve suffered imperfection | |
I´ve studied marble flaws | |
And faces drawn pale and worn | |
By many tears | |
I am that i am from out of nowhere | |
To fight without a cause | |
Roots strain against the grain | |
With brute force you´d better | |
Hold out when you´re in doubt | |
Question what you see | |
And when you find an answer | |
Bring it home to me. |
ferry manzanera | |
I am for a life around the corner | |
That takes you by surprise | |
That comes leaves all you need | |
And more besides | |
I am for a life and time by numbers | |
Blast in fast n low | |
Add em up, account for luck | |
You never know | |
I am into friendship and plain sailing | |
Through frenzied ports o call | |
O shake the hand to beat the band | |
With love is all | |
Or nothing to the man who wants tomorrow | |
There s one in every town | |
A crazy guy, he' d rather die | |
Than be tied down | |
I am for the man who drives the hammer | |
To rock you ' til the grave | |
His power drill shocks | |
A million miles away | |
I am for the revolution s coming | |
I don t know where she s been | |
For those who dare because it s there | |
I know i ve seen | |
Now and then i ve suffered imperfection | |
I ve studied marble flaws | |
And faces drawn pale and worn | |
By many tears | |
I am that i am from out of nowhere | |
To fight without a cause | |
Roots strain against the grain | |
With brute force you d better | |
Hold out when you re in doubt | |
Question what you see | |
And when you find an answer | |
Bring it home to me. |
ferry manzanera | |
I am for a life around the corner | |
That takes you by surprise | |
That comes leaves all you need | |
And more besides | |
I am for a life and time by numbers | |
Blast in fast n low | |
Add em up, account for luck | |
You never know | |
I am into friendship and plain sailing | |
Through frenzied ports o call | |
O shake the hand to beat the band | |
With love is all | |
Or nothing to the man who wants tomorrow | |
There s one in every town | |
A crazy guy, he' d rather die | |
Than be tied down | |
I am for the man who drives the hammer | |
To rock you ' til the grave | |
His power drill shocks | |
A million miles away | |
I am for the revolution s coming | |
I don t know where she s been | |
For those who dare because it s there | |
I know i ve seen | |
Now and then i ve suffered imperfection | |
I ve studied marble flaws | |
And faces drawn pale and worn | |
By many tears | |
I am that i am from out of nowhere | |
To fight without a cause | |
Roots strain against the grain | |
With brute force you d better | |
Hold out when you re in doubt | |
Question what you see | |
And when you find an answer | |
Bring it home to me. |