Paroles de Orwell Knows
I know that the architect in meNow grows the grim citadel I breathe
Destroyed that raw catholic boy
His faith has waned;
He bears a guilt that still remains.
I know there’s a poverty that breeds
It grows and grows and grows with glee
You see, I don’t preach austerity
There’s a great ennui
That stills the heart of our society
(CHORUS x2)
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
I'm so bored of the unknown
I just want to be alone
Take a little time to understand that,
Yeah, I'm alright, you know that i'm alright.
(CHORUS x2)
A saint could cry, A saint could cry (CHORUS to fade)
It grows and grows and grows with glee
You see, I don’t preach austerity
There’s a great ennui
That stills the heart of our society
(CHORUS x2)
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
I'm so bored of the unknown
I just want to be alone
Take a little time to understand that,
Yeah, I'm alright, you know that i'm alright.
(CHORUS x2)
A saint could cry, A saint could cry (CHORUS to fade)
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