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| Midnight Oil/Burn |
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| None. |
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| Production Details: - |
| Album version produced by Malcolm Burn and Grant Pudig at Kingsway Studios, New Orleans. Recorded in Jun 1996. Mixed by Malcolm Burn at Darling Harbour and Kingsway Studios, New Orleans, Jun 1996. Additional bass and electric guitar by Malcolm Burn. |
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| Track Time: - |
| 4:34 |
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| Lyrics: - |
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On the fringes of torso and lips Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir Pummelled plains and beaten fields Were never broken in spirit within But I feel like were coming around Yes, I feel like were coming around Tell me Cloud burst teeming, insect wave and bite Yes its true, we are not alone TV silence its a narrow entrance Its a sometimes leading into future time But I feel like were coming around Yes, I feel like were coming around I feel like were coming around Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission I heard it once before in shepherds isolation Over the horizon in blue and white now, now Now overcome you can outrun it When the roarings cease and the right stuff weaves and fits into your life And I feel like were coming around Yes I feel like Im coming around, tell me Sins of omission, no love Sins |
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Original Version |
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