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Midnight Oil Breathe Sins Of Omission (Racism...) On the fringes of torso and lips Strained to hear the voice of gospel choir Pummeled plains and beaten fields We're never broken in spirit within And I feel like I'm coming around And I feel like I'm coming around Cloudburst teeming, insects wave an bite Yes it's true, we are no alone T.V. sounds is a narrow entrance Is a sometimes leading into future time And I feel like I'm coming around And I feel like I'm coming around And I feel like I'm coming around Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission I heard it once before In shepherd's isolation Over the horizon in blue and white Now, now, now, overcome You can outrun it When the roarings cease the right stuff weaves And fits into yoour life And I feel like I'm coming around And I feel like I'm coming around And I feel like I'm coming around I feel like I'm coming around Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission |
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