Manning - Pillars of Salt lyrics

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Manning - Pillars of Salt lyrics

Sitting in the parlour 
 With The Beatles on the radio (Oh boy) 
 Outside in the air 
 There was music everywhere, all in one voice 
 Caught up in a moment of love 
 We wished that it would all be enough 
 But things pa** away
 And we wanted them to stay Flowers in our hair
 The smell of incense blowing in the breeze 
 The U.S. tigers went to war 
 To bring the faceless peril to their knees 
 Clinging to a pillar of salt 
 Woodstock to Altamont 
 The darkness pushed on 
 While we sang our songs 

 Standing in the shadow in the middle of the day 
 Waking from a dream that ripped away 
 The joyful echo of a distant star 
 Forgetting for a moment who we are 
 Bathed in the memory of a summers' night 
 With love turned to anger overnight 
 Washed away in the overflow 
 But which way did the sixties go? Make headline news with no delay 
 Martin, Marilyn, JFK are on display! 
 Hidden value, blood and glory
 Captivating true life stories - truth mislaid! 
 Were we all so easily confused? 
 Mapping out a life of good news from peace and love 
 In a world of push ‘n shove Standing in the shadow in the middle of the day 
 Waking from a dream that ripped away 
 The joyful echo of a distant star 
 Forgetting for a moment who we are 
 Bathed in the memory of a summers' night 
 With love turned to anger overnight 
 Washed away in the overflow 
 But which way did the sixties go? Clouds are racing through imagination 
 That challenges my mind 
 Retrospect and contemplation 
 In places now hard to find 
 Looking back now on all it seemed to be 
 In my heart
 The foundation of the consternation In the formation of my doubt! Make headline news with no delay 
 Martin, Marilyn, JFK are on display! 
 Clinging to a pillar of salt 
 Woodstock to Altamont 
 The darkness pushed on 
 While we sang our songs Standing in the shadow in the middle of the day 
 Waking from a dream that ripped away 
 The joyful echo of a distant star 
 Forgetting for a moment who we are 
 Bathed in the memory of a summers' night 
 With love turned to anger overnight 
 Washed away in the overflow 
 But which way did the sixties go? (x2)

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