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The Tears Of An Illegal Immigrant

In the detention centres of the queen’s kingdom;
There we sat down, yea, we wept;
When we thought of home.
And we sang a sweet song of freedom;

The House Across Our Road

Across our road is a house that stands alone;
And from it is a girl that peeps a lot.
I see her blankly staring across the lawn;
Hoping perhaps to have my attention re-drawn

Forbidded Love

It was a long time ago;
Before the sleeping giants became awake
In this land far, far away
That I fell in love with a beautiful angel;

Rivers Of Tears

There are rivers that flow
Red tears from the brow
Meandering to the deep ocean
Whose edges're assaulted by emotion

The Microphone

He came to church to give a testimony
He believed could touch the lives of many.
So they gave him a microphone,
To turn the voice into a loud tone.

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