Sunday, June 27, 2010

Utopia

Lower me down from that black sky
Take away the things that make us all cry
And dull the knife that makes us all die
Burn the bridge that connects us all
Before the sinners knock over the wall
We are brothers, one in the same
Different bodies, different names
We are all players inside this game
Respect is the prize, we all win
Now imagine a world with no blood to spill
Imagine a world with no reason to kill
Imagine a world with golden gates
Now imagine a world where there is no death to face
Give me a reason to walk this way
To gently walk off the stage
‘Cause tonight there is no more play
The fire has burnt more then just our face
The destroyer has come this day
He has taken our freedom and run away
With a wicked grin and a cracking whip
He will never get away with this
Money is the prize, we never win
Now imagine a world with no blood to spill
Imagine a world with no reason to kill
Imagine a world with golden gates
Now imagine a world where there is no death to face
There is no utopia
There is no perfect land
There is only dystopia
And a man made heaven
Now imagine a world with no blood to spill
Imagine a world with no reason to kill
Imagine a world with golden gates
Now imagine a world where there is no death to face

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