In the dismal darknessI have sat and gazed, amazed at the blazing factories.
Like the lonely man who stands on the seashore,
And I am afraid. As weary as I am, I try. I seem to see that things look ok. Run, run in your skin. Look what the wind just blew in. Many lovely ladies I have felt, touched. And I was not afraid. I took them out dancing, out romancing, and I was not afriad. Then somewhere from the north, This gale I knew just flew in, And I am afraid.Run, run in your skin. Look what the wind just blew in.
Phil Lynott
(Thin Lizzy)
http://www.thin-lizzy.net/
Like the lonely man who stands on the seashore,
And I am afraid. As weary as I am, I try. I seem to see that things look ok. Run, run in your skin. Look what the wind just blew in. Many lovely ladies I have felt, touched. And I was not afraid. I took them out dancing, out romancing, and I was not afriad. Then somewhere from the north, This gale I knew just flew in, And I am afraid.Run, run in your skin. Look what the wind just blew in.
Phil Lynott
(Thin Lizzy)
http://www.thin-lizzy.net/
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