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Last roads

, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or

, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or

Out there



Halfpenny moment

28-06-1914

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ABANDONED

About Tomorrow

ABSURB

Acceptance

ACCESSORY

ACROSS THE LINE

ADVERSITY OF VANITY

AIMLESS

ALTERNATIVE BELFAST

AMERICAN DIPLOMACY

AND ALL THAT THERE

AND NOW....A WORD FROM BRIAN

ANGELS

ANGELS CARING

ANGELS FALLING

ANNOYING SUCKER

ANYONE

AN INOFFENSIVE MAN

ART OF LIFE

ASKING A QUESTION

ASSUMPTION

AS WE CHOOSE

ATOMIC NUMBER (6}

ATTEN--SHUN

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Talking, talking, talking, talking
 
All we do is talk, taking talk.
 
No one’s listening. Let’s whisper.
 
 Shout to see if it makes a difference.
 
Listen, do you hear the silence talking?
 
Elect us, listen to us talking, talking.
 
Tent cities amidst the taking, talking.
 
No one's doing anything, only talking, talking.
 
We elected to listen, to talking, taking, talking.
 
Complain, that’s only talking, talking, talking.
 
Arise, fight, demand what is right, stop talking.
 
All they told us was lies, whilst stealing, stealing.
 
Fold up the tents, walk, walking, and no more taking.
 
Demanding, demanding, we have title to our heritage. 
 
Turn the key stop listening to the talking, talking, taking
 





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