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Sat in the corner of the Garden Grill, with plastic flowers<br />on the window sill<br />No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the<br />washing of the dishes<br />Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli<br /><br />I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the <br />zone of the inbetweens<br />I can see the flashes on the frozen ocean, static charge of<br />the cold emotion<br />Watched on by the distant eyes - watched on by the silent<br />hidden spies<br /> <br /> But still the warmth flows through me<br /> And I sense you know me well<br /> No luck, no golden chances<br /> No mitigating circumstances now<br /> It's only common sense<br /> There are no accidents around here<br /> <br /> I am willing - lay your hands on me<br /> I am ready - lay your hands on me<br /> I believe - lay your hands on me, over me<br /> <br />Working in gardens, thornless roses, fat men play with their<br />garden hoses<br />Poolside laughter has a cynical bite, sausage speared by the<br />cocktail satellite<br />I walk away from from light and sound, down stairways <br />leading underground<br /> <br /> But still the warmth flows through me<br /> And I sense you know me well<br /> It's only common sense<br /> There are no accidents around here<br /> <br /> I am willing - lay your hands on me<br /> I am ready - lay your hands on me<br /> I believe - lay your hands on me, over me<br /> over me<br /> <br /> Lay your hands on me<br /> Lay your hands on me<br /> Lay your hands on me, over me
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Sat in the corner of the Garden Grill, with plastic flowers<br />on the window sill<br />No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the<br />washing of the dishes<br />Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli<br /><br />I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the <br />zone of the inbetweens<br />I can see the flashes on the frozen ocean, static charge of<br />the cold emotion<br />Watched on by the distant eyes - watched on by the silent<br />hidden spies<br /> <br /> But still the warmth flows through me<br /> And I sense you know me well<br /> No luck, no golden chances<br /> No mitigating circumstances now<br /> It's only common sense<br /> There are no accidents around here<br /> <br /> I am willing - lay your hands on me<br /> I am ready - lay your hands on me<br /> I believe - lay your hands on me, over me<br /> <br />Working in gardens, thornless roses, fat men play with their<br />garden hoses<br />Poolside laughter has a cynical bite, sausage speared by the<br />cocktail satellite<br />I walk away from from light and sound, down stairways <br />leading underground<br /> <br /> But still the warmth flows through me<br /> And I sense you know me well<br /> It's only common sense<br /> There are no accidents around here<br /> <br /> I am willing - lay your hands on me<br /> I am ready - lay your hands on me<br /> I believe - lay your hands on me, over me<br /> over me<br /> <br /> Lay your hands on me<br /> Lay your hands on me<br /> Lay your hands on me, over me
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