tunnel Is another train Caught in a web Refused by the world Hangin' on by a thread Spinnin' a cage, denied and misread I've got this feelin' The tide
can we do when the feeling's so exciting We just ran into each other Now we can't refuse, 'cos the night is so inviting You sure took me by surprise
movement in the shadows A flash of blazing light The child stood before them With murder in her eyes The women ran towards her To try to stem the tide
blazing light The child stood before them With murder in her eyes The women ran towards her To try to stem the tide Of purse and crimson anger There was
earth tumbled and furled And I woke up on the wrong side of the world The sun has not the right the moon is still right there The seas refused to change the tide
sly We smile as we go by For us style is a must Will you kindly eat our dust We're going for a midnight ride We waited for the right tide We refuse
carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Not only bring them tidings hame, But do their
Feel the tide turning While the priest just sits and weeps Lamenting the fact that he can see Darkness and light in so much detail He has given himself over Refusing
'll face the turning tide Remembrance can be a sentence But it comes to you with a second chance in tow Don't lose it, don't refuse it 'Cos you cannot
'm left alone My misery begins to drown me Tied by a rope of anxiety Thrown overboard As I'm pulled under the tides of this fast paced world I refuse
After the war Nobody feels the same As long as night still follows day True are the words all errant fathers say To love is to lose, but I still refuse
My precious wife, I am in shambles I am crumbling, I am Was it something I did Bid the tide to climb so high that it ripped our shore up I can fix it,
feel the tide turning While the priest just sits and weeps Lamenting the fact that he can?t see Darkness and light and so much detail is given himself over Refusing
speed dial the judgment call The near miss hits the ground The new king hides behind the throne refusing to be crowned. Night driver drifting home again (x2) High tide
Not if it works . . . GIRY This is madness! ANDRE The tide will turn! GIRY Monsieur, believe me - there is no way of turning the tide! FIRMIN (to GIRY
throne Cover your eyes and ears and know we can?t escape the consequence And now the rising of septic tides as refuse litters the Pacific Gyre We continue
treason, I fled to the sea To track down the true source of that treachery Sold out, betrayed Attacked, besieged Outcast, accused Honour, refused Ride
Another best friend, somehow. Now, don't you try an' move me, You're just gonna lose. There's a crash on the levee And, mama, you've been refused. Well