Oceans Apart; Part Of Me Died
- Roger Waters (2018)You are listening to the song Oceans Apart; Part Of Me Died by Roger Waters, in album Roger Waters - Greatest Hits CD2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Oceans Apart]
She was always here in my heart
Always the love of my life
We were strangers, oceans apart
But when I laid eyes on her a part of me died..
[Part Of Me Died]
The part that is envious
Cold hearted and devious
Greedy, mischievous
Global, colonial
Bloodthirsty, blind
Mindless and cheap
Focused on borders
And slaughter and sheep
Burning of books
Bulldozing of homes
Given to targeted killing
With drones
Lethal injections
Arrest without trial.
Monocular vision
Gangrene and slime
Unction, sarcasm
Common assault
Self-satisfied heroic killers
Lifted on high.
Piracy adverts, acid attacks
On women by bullies and perverts and hacks
The rigging of ballots and the buying of power.
Lies from the pulpit
Rape in the shower
Mute, indifferent
Feeling no shame.
Portly, important
Leering, deranged.
Sat in the corner watching TV
Deaf to the cries of children in pain.
Dead to the world
Just watching the game.
Watching endless repeats
Out of sight, out of mind
Silence, indifference:
The ultimate crime.
But when I met you, that part of me died.
Bring me a bowl
To bathe her feet in
Bring me my final cigarette.
It would be better by far to die in her arms
Than to linger
In a lifetime of regret.
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