Strange Days (Leex Tropical Radio)-Mat McHugh

[ti:Strange Days (Leex Tropical Radio)] [ar:Mat McHugh] [al:Strange Days] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Strange Days (Leex Tropical Radio) - Mat McHugh [00:02.99]All last night [00:04.33]Well I dreamt I was free [00:05.72] [00:07.38]Free from both truth and love [00:08.95]And they were free from me [00:10.47] [00:12.03]Dressed up like a businessman [00:13.84]Making money off of war [00:15.45] [00:16.55]Messed up as a politician [00:18.26]Taking money from the poor [00:20.10] [00:21.12]No longer weighed down [00:22.88]By respect nor decency [00:24.82] [00:25.72]No blood no faith [00:26.85]Found no place for them to be [00:29.20] [00:30.09]And I wore my crown [00:31.95]Like a liar's sword [00:33.71] [00:34.85]Cursed at the ground [00:36.34]That I've been walking on [00:38.12]I've been walking on [00:39.92] [00:47.40]I've been walking on [00:48.83] [00:56.59]I've been walking on [00:57.71]All last night [00:59.26]Well I dreamt I was cold [01:00.65] [01:02.15]Started up a fire burning [01:03.77]Us out of control [01:05.30] [01:06.59]A face I barely recognize [01:08.72]Was staring out from the smoke [01:10.67]Then pointed at my blackened heart [01:12.98]But the broken voice then spoke [01:14.74] [01:15.34]Said plans are only wrecking balls [01:17.77]Then life gets on it's way [01:19.36] [01:19.87]There's more to this than I recall [01:22.37]Probably more than I could say [01:24.35]And if hate shall be your weapon [01:26.79]Lonely death shall be your toll [01:29.01]And if profit is your motive [01:31.36]Then emptiness your soul [01:33.17]Emptiness your soul [01:34.08]All last night [01:35.86]Well I dreamt I was gone [01:37.25] [01:38.83]Nothing left but ashes [01:40.00]A bitter taste upon your tongue [01:42.26] [01:43.34]Shadows in the market [01:44.96]Where as a child I had once played [01:46.88] [01:47.91]Abandoned in the evening [01:49.49]Like a bloodless serenade [01:51.25] [01:52.58]Every moment crashing [01:54.29]Through my mind cold like the wind [01:56.40]That whistles down the promenade [01:58.95]Where my love and I had been [02:01.16]No countenance no reason [02:03.44]For the things I may have done [02:05.60]Left stripped and standing naked [02:08.05]In the place that I begun [02:09.69]All come undone