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* Em todos os seus sonhos mais belos o homem nunca soube inventar coisa mais bela do que a natureza. (Alphonse de Lamartine)

* Pelo brilho nos olhos, desde o começo dos tempos, as pessoas reconhecem seu verdadeiro Amor.(Paulo Coelho)

* O verdadeiro artista não dá atenção ao público. O público para ele não existe.(Oscar Wilde)

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Where's The Fly?

The Fly

U2

Composição: U2

It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight.
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by the moon
Y' know I don't see you when she walks in the room.

It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help.
It's no secret that a liar won't believe anyone else.
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
So I'm telling you, child.

Voice 1
A man will beg
A man will crawl
On the sheer face of love
Like a fly on a wall
It's no secret at all
Voice 2
Love, we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from
The sky... tonight

It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest.
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success.
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief;
All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief.

Voice 1
A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
like a fly from a wall.
It's no secret at all.
Voice 2
Love, we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from
The sky... tonight

Love, we shine like a burning star
We're falling from the sky tonight

Voice 1
A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
like a fly from a wall.
It's no secret at all.
Voice 2
Love, we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from
The sky... tonight

It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
The universe exploding 'cos-a one man's lie.
Look I gotta go, yeah, I'm running outta change;
There's a lot of things if I could I'd rearrange.

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