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Angry faces, cursing loud,
Changing places, falling proud
Behind the bomb, no one cares,
Time is money
We're taught to tear

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

How can we show, how to feel
Situation ain't so real
Chopping wood won't stop the rage
We need targets on war we wage

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

You smash they grab 'til it's gone
Attempt to grow and fix undone
And I am the way it's all to scale
We're all companions on which we sail

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance is never around

It's all part of the process
We all love looking down
All we want is some success
But the chance
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Submitted by
ice On Dec 05, 2001
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Great song indeed! I love Skye!!! I think its lyrics owns such an original approach about a fundamental urban question nowadays: the fact that many of us who live in the big cities are so prepared to get success on our personal lives that we're losing that human touch on becoming more anxious and needlessly tense because of that 'obsession'. And this has also make this usual kind of urban people careless about the bad things that have happened around them ("Behind the bomb, no one cares") while they haven't even enjoyed what they have got with their efforts ("You smash they grab 'til it's gone").

Regarding the line "We all love looking down", she's obviously talking that those people love to feel themselves more important than they really are while they are desperately fighting for being successful.

"How can we show, how to feel / Situation ain't so real" and "We're taught to tear"

I think those lines serve to express how hard it has been to those urban people for being in contact with their own emotions. They don't know anymore when they should cry (their tears seem to be programmed by themselves or possibly by TV) or the size of their own problems, since they simply overrate these ones because of their (big) fear of being flopped on this search for reaching 'the top of the world'.

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This song, and most the songs in this album, must have somewhat of a country influence to it. Very creative! I hate country music usually, but in this case, they made good use of it, and that's what I like about her albums: They're very flexible, or versitile, one might say.

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Oh, I think the word 'tear' on the line "We're taught to tear" probably means "to move or behave with force, violent haste, or energy" and not the meaning that I gave previously, since it fits better to the rest of the lyrics. I mean those urban people have all their energy focussed on being successful and all their steps are given to this direction, no matter what's happening around them. They simply 'run over' what is blocking their way.

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"Attempt to grow and fix undone And I am the way it's all to scale We're all companions on which we sail"

I think she meant those same people should learn they never will be entirely 'ready', since it'll always exist a new 'level' for being won by them. Besides they should learn to look to the other ones who follows their steps not as potential rivals but as potential fellows.

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Great song. Personally, this is the flip side of capital success, both personally and in a larger sense. I like this song because it's a much needed outlet from a world which tells us to BUY! BUY! BUY!, where lies are synonymous with success, and where a human being is less important than a dead president.

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