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Climax Blues Band

The End Of The Seven Seas

The End Of The Seven Seas

(альбом: Sample And Hold - 1983)

Life in this city is getting me down
I feel I can't go on
I've wasted my time on this money-go-round
And killed all my dreams but one
Worshipping idols of concrete and steel
I've sacrificed all for their grace
Way down inside me, the dream is so real
And one day I'll run from this place

We'll go sailing forever, we'll go with the tide
In the hands of a summer breeze
Searching for treasure in far distant lands
At the end of the seven seas

Here in this city, you work like a slave
Nobody tells you why
And nobody cares if you dig your own grave
To pay for the day you die
The broken down dirty town air is so cold
And promise is tattered and torn
But I've got a dream that I keep in my soul
And one day that dream will be born

We'll be counting the silver in the rays of the moon
As far as the eye can see
Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun
In a land where a man is free
Sailing forever, we'll go with the tide
In the hands of a summer breeze
Searching for treasure in far distant lands
At the end of the seven seas

Here in this city for mile after mile
Nobody turns your way
You long for affection, you crave for a smile
But love is all hidden away
Here in this city, it's so hard to find
A friend with a helping hand
So come with me, run with me, leave it behind
Sail to the promised land

We'll be counting the silver in the rays of the moon
As far as the eye can see
Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun
In a land where a man is free
Sailing forever, we'll go with the tide
In the hands of a summer breeze
Searching for treasure in far distant lands
At the end of the seven seas

Counting the silver in the rays of the moon
As far as the eye can see
Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun
In a land where a man is free
Sailing forever, we'll go with the tide
In the hands of a summer breeze
Searching for treasure in far distant lands
At the end of the seven seas

Counting the silver in the rays of the moon
As far as the eye can see
Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun
In a land where a man is free
Sailing forever, we'll go with the tide
In the hands of a summer breeze
Searching for treasure in far distant lands
At the end of the seven seas

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