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VideoRush - Free WillMar 23, '08 3:26 AM
for everyone
One of the best songs by Rush. Geddy Lee is inhuman, how can anyone still hit such a high note at the age of 54? Neil Peart is still fuckin amazing and Alex Lifeson is as awesome in his own way. Man... Rush rocks forever!

Lyrics:

There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.

A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
"The stars aren't aligned,
Or the gods are malign..."
Blame is better to give than receive.

Chorus
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear
I will choose freewill.

There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them; they weren't born in Lotusland.

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate.

Chorus

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet.

Chorus


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VideoRush - A Passage to Bangkok - WPBMar 23, '08 3:03 AM
for everyone
They rock big time and this is one of my favourite songs of theirs. It is really intoxicating. Hahahaa... I boarded a 'train to Bangkok' once upon a time and it left me some great memories of the furniture floating and cats became the size of a cow. Hell, I wished I was there with the crowd to hear them do this live. I will so cry.

Lyrics for: A Passage To Bangkok

Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Columbian fields
The natives smile and pass along
A sample of their yield
Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco, and the East,
Fly by morning light

We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best

Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of Afghanistan
Rewards a long day's toil
Pulling into Katmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
Perfumed by a Nepal night
The Express gets you there



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