"Lord, there's hunger in our veins, send down your relentless rain, make us pure and clean again, then line us all up on your heavy chain. I have entertained some dreamed dispair, tried to tie down all that seemed unfair, I've been splitting atoms, splitting hairs, adding miles and miles to the chain I wear. You taught me to ask for help sometimes , to reach out when I'm thrown a line, to see some locks picked and to praise the crime, whether the chain is yours or the chain is mine. I'll be thieving love 'till it sets me free... (4 bis). I love to stand where the ghosts of martyrs dwell, and see history repeat itself, I love to lay in the fields where the mighty fell, it keeps me close to the chain they choked on as well. In purer times I did no dare, to doubt what's real , or to even care, I let the sky wash over as the tide, let it rust the chain I keep coiled inside. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free..... If I am not free at the break of day, I'll sing my heart out from a chest of flames, I'll feel a hand on me wherever there's pain and I'll dance to the rythms of my own chain. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free.... "
"Lord, there's hunger in our veins, send down your relentless rain, make us pure and clean again, then line us all up on your heavy chain. I have entertained some dreamed dispair, tried to tie down all that seemed unfair, I've been splitting atoms, splitting hairs, adding miles and miles to the chain I wear. You taught me to ask for help sometimes , to reach out when I'm thrown a line, to see some locks picked and to praise the crime, whether the chain is yours or the chain is mine. I'll be thieving love 'till it sets me free... (4 bis). I love to stand where the ghosts of martyrs dwell, and see history repeat itself, I love to lay in the fields where the mighty fell, it keeps me close to the chain they choked on as well. In purer times I did no dare, to doubt what's real , or to even care, I let the sky wash over as the tide, let it rust the chain I keep coiled inside. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free..... If I am not free at the break of day, I'll sing my heart out from a chest of flames, I'll feel a hand on me wherever there's pain and I'll dance to the rythms of my own chain. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free.... "
That was such an amazing gig. I can't wait for the next one!
Amazing work as usual ....Love them !
Brilliant as ever.❤️
That was so cool!
"Lord, there's hunger in our veins, send down your relentless rain, make us pure and clean again, then line us all up on your heavy chain. I have entertained some dreamed dispair, tried to tie down all that seemed unfair, I've been splitting atoms, splitting hairs, adding miles and miles to the chain I wear. You taught me to ask for help sometimes , to reach out when I'm thrown a line, to see some locks picked and to praise the crime, whether the chain is yours or the chain is mine. I'll be thieving love 'till it sets me free... (4 bis). I love to stand where the ghosts of martyrs dwell, and see history repeat itself, I love to lay in the fields where the mighty fell, it keeps me close to the chain they choked on as well. In purer times I did no dare, to doubt what's real , or to even care, I let the sky wash over as the tide, let it rust the chain I keep coiled inside. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free..... If I am not free at the break of day, I'll sing my heart out from a chest of flames, I'll feel a hand on me wherever there's pain and I'll dance to the rythms of my own chain. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free.... "
So gooood "Chest of flame"
Anyone have the lyrics
"Lord, there's hunger in our veins, send down your relentless rain, make us pure and clean again, then line us all up on your heavy chain. I have entertained some dreamed dispair, tried to tie down all that seemed unfair, I've been splitting atoms, splitting hairs, adding miles and miles to the chain I wear. You taught me to ask for help sometimes , to reach out when I'm thrown a line, to see some locks picked and to praise the crime, whether the chain is yours or the chain is mine. I'll be thieving love 'till it sets me free... (4 bis). I love to stand where the ghosts of martyrs dwell, and see history repeat itself, I love to lay in the fields where the mighty fell, it keeps me close to the chain they choked on as well. In purer times I did no dare, to doubt what's real , or to even care, I let the sky wash over as the tide, let it rust the chain I keep coiled inside. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free..... If I am not free at the break of day, I'll sing my heart out from a chest of flames, I'll feel a hand on me wherever there's pain and I'll dance to the rythms of my own chain. I'll be thieving love till it sets me free.... "