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Talk Talk The Colour Of Spring

Makes you feel much older Sublime the blind parade It wrecks me how they justify their acts of war They assemble, they pray Take good care of what the

Baby, life's what you make it Can't escape it Baby, yesterday's favourite Don't you hate it Baby, life's what you make it Don't backdate it Baby, Don

friend Nick was made up of coloured bits That he shot to the stars and left in a trail That was our friend Nick, who grinned like a lunatic And talked

"Holy One, speak for me the words of truth." "Live your dream because your last sleep is eternal." I don't want to talk, I can't stand this anymore