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by Style Council


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Daylight turns to moonlight - and I'm at my best
                                    
Praising the way it all works - gazing upon the rest
   
The cool before the warm
   
The calm after the storm
   
The cool before the warm
   
The calm after the storm
                             
I wish to stay forever - letting this be my food
                           
Oh, but I'm caught up in a whirlwind
                          
And my ever changing moods - Yeah

                                
Bitter turns to sugar - some call a passive tune
                                        
But the day things turn sweet - for me won't be too soon
   
The hush before the silence
    
The winds after the blast
   
The hush before the silence
    
The winds after the blast
                                  
I wish we'd move together - this time the bosses sued
                            
But we're caught up in the wilderness
                         
And an ever changing mood

                                      
Teardrops turn to children - who've never had the time
                                             
To commit the sins they pay for through - another's evil mind
   
The love after the hate
    
The love we leave too late
   
The love after the hate
   
The love we leave too late
                                 
I wish we'd wake up one day - an' everyone feel moved
                          
But we're caught up in the dailies
                         
And an ever changing mood

                              
Evil turns to statues - and masses form a line
                                       
But I know wich way I'd run to - if the choice was mine
   
The past is knowledge
     
The present our mistake
        
And the future
          
We always leave to late
                                    
I wish we'd come to our senses and see there is no truth
                         
In those who promote the confusion
                           
For this ever changing mood.

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