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lyrics

All the signs are there you know she said
On coming home and sitting on the bed
They just call us clients now
And everything we learn somehow is dead

Something runs afoul of all we learn
And learning isn't learning when the learning's just to earn
Unfashionable it may seem
But cutting it that way is not a dream
Of mine

And oh, they took you for the last, and then they held your past
To ransom 'cause it did not fit their ways
But if this is some golden age why do you feel alone
'Cause gold is just a stipend and the age is just for show

Well I said does your suffering make you strong
If I applaud your suffering will you give me your soul
Well that's just from a book you read - the one that sits here by this bed
And though the idea's good it isn't your idea at all

And oh, must everything good be past
Everything made to last
Or are these just excuses borne of change
'Cause if this is some golden age why do you feel alone
In thinking by our progress we have just stripped off our bones

And now the Devil's skin lies on the floor
His advocacy's crumbled in the smelter of the law
And though we cannot be surprised when metal from it's ore is prised
The argument is won but now the truth is such a bore

And oh, they took you for the last, and then they held your past
To ransom 'cause it did not fit their way
And if this is some golden age it's you who feels alone
They've played their card, the rain is hard and it's someone else's home

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from Over The Stones, Under The Stars, released October 23, 2009

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