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A Single Thrown Grenade Lyrics
I will strip away all my associations
I will only mean the things I choose to say
I will hear no dissent, hear no negotiations
No bleats of fear to calm my thoughts astray
No paradoxes, puzzles or reflections
The things of time shall cease to concern us
I'll be a single falling star into a lake so still
That the ripples will be perfect on the surface
The ripples will be perfect on the surface
I will know for certain if he's up there
And I will know for certain if he's not
Either will be balm for this aching
For all the things I want and haven't got
I'll know the scorching hearts of our evil
Don't know the simple nature of my fear
I'll be a single thrown grenade into air so still
That the shock-wave forms a perfect sphere
The shock-wave forms a perfect sphere
The sun burning over California
The predictable beauty of a flame
The thrill of your fingers in the evening
The glory that I witness in your name
I don't want to wake up tomorrow
And I don't want to get old
I will kiss you as the walls come tumbling down
And the sheep sit bleating at the fold
The sheep sit bleating at the fold
I will only mean the things I choose to say
I will hear no dissent, hear no negotiations
No bleats of fear to calm my thoughts astray
No paradoxes, puzzles or reflections
The things of time shall cease to concern us
I'll be a single falling star into a lake so still
That the ripples will be perfect on the surface
The ripples will be perfect on the surface
And I will know for certain if he's not
Either will be balm for this aching
For all the things I want and haven't got
I'll know the scorching hearts of our evil
Don't know the simple nature of my fear
I'll be a single thrown grenade into air so still
That the shock-wave forms a perfect sphere
The shock-wave forms a perfect sphere
The predictable beauty of a flame
The thrill of your fingers in the evening
The glory that I witness in your name
I don't want to wake up tomorrow
And I don't want to get old
I will kiss you as the walls come tumbling down
And the sheep sit bleating at the fold
The sheep sit bleating at the fold
Song Info
Submitted by
teppy On Jun 05, 2011
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Its about a teenage girl who was one of Koresh's brides. Its a love song from a very unusual point of view in the same vein as Unity Mitford. Its basically a love song from this underage girl to David Koresh. She truly believes in what he preaches and is willing to die for her beliefs.
Anyone wish to take a stab at this one? Please. I am clueless, but then again I am a blonde...and not even a good one at that ;) Any assistance would be appreciated...
Help.
Help.
That was of no help and I thought we had an understanding on this site.
That was of no help and I thought we had an understanding on this site.
Go listen to some Beatles. Might I recommend 'A G" and then post about your experiences with the song so we can all hear how much you enjoyed it ;) Bye.
This is supposed to be below...in response to it/him/her...
This is supposed to be below...in response to it/him/her...