No I think there's something more
Behind that barracaded door
Are you hiding in a bedroom singing away
Are you frightened by the forces
We've unleashed in all our passion
They're just the way they'll always be
You'd better run little boy
Is this all that others see
Are they blind as well as stupid
Just for thinking out loud
No-one's caring how you feel
Screw your feet into the ground
But they can't take away the stars
Just like that night on the sands
Where in the world is your inspiration
To say the things you're aching to say
Wherever that turns out to be
That's what my teacher said to me
You'd better run little boy
This foolish world will hold you down
Screw your feet into the ground
But they can't take away the stars
Just like that night on the sands
Alternative Lyrics from Marks songbook (Dearest dead days):
No I think there's something more
Behind that barricaded door
Are you hiding in a bedroom singing away
Are you frightened by the forces
We've unleashed in all our passion
They're just the way they'll always be
You'd better run little boy
Is this all that others see
Are they blind as well as stupid
Just for thinking out loud
No-one's caring how you feel
Screw your feet into the ground
But they can't take away the stars
Just like that night on the sands
Where in the world is your inspiration
To say the things you're aching to say
Wherever that turns out to be
That's what my teacher said to me
You'd better run little boy
This foolish world will hold you down
Screw your feet into the ground
But they can't take away the stars
Just like that night on the sands
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