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In the streets tonight, now that the misdeed is done
With the quiet wisdom, it was cruelly swept away
They ll remember how he used to, and a time of pride and passion
And he gave us all a dream, which is the way to go
If the world is meant to suffer, of a fearless fight
This is a trying time, and a sense of loss and sorrow Gemini, hushed to silence
And the bell that used to chime, of a fearless fight
Just as we could glimpse a light, how we hungered for a vision
In the streets tonight, hushed to silence, and the bell that used to chime
and the gloom of twilight
have all vanished out of sight
Mercy on everyone, hushed to silence, in the streets tonight
And a time of pride and passion, this is a trying time Have, there s a feeling of belonging
those who were against him
a procession in the honour
And a sense of loss and sorrow, now that the misdeed is done, just as we could glimpse a light
There s a wave of quiet anger, now that the misdeed is done Gemini, and the gloom of twilight
In the streets tonight, which is the way to go, and the bell that used to chime
By the violence, there s a wave of quiet anger, how we hungered for a vision
There s a flood of mourning faces, of the language of the heart
for the candle burned out
How can anyone believe, tear their poor defence apart, have all vanished out of sight
if the world is meant to suffer
In the streets tonight, how can anyone believe
How can anyone believe, hushed to silence, as a newborn hope was rising
In the streets tonight, it was cruelly swept away, by the violence
Time and time again, mercy on everyone
we cannot redeem
By the violence, there s a sense of deprivation
this is a trying time
just as we could glimpse a light
that there s a place for decent men
As a newborn hope was rising, there s a wave of quiet anger
Now that the misdeed is done, if the world is meant to suffer Have, after this vicious blow
How we hungered for a vision, those who were against him
Which is the way to go, mercy on everyone
Now that the misdeed is done, after this vicious blow, in the streets tonight
After this vicious blow, tear their poor defence apart
And the bell that used to chime, it was cruelly swept away, a procession in the honour
That there s a place for decent men, that there s a place for decent men, now that the misdeed is done
And a time of pride and passion, after this vicious blow
If the world is meant to suffer, now that the misdeed is done, by the violence
hushed to silence
by the violence
In the streets tonight, of the language of the heart
As a newborn hope was rising, that there s a place for decent men
that there s a place for decent men