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minkymurph
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Thanks to all who have waded through the philosophy of minkymurph.
Hope I get responses.
In conclusion -
Here are the words of song listened to on a regular basis when I was converting to Catholicism.
Trophy :yeah_me: will be awarded to the person who can guess the song and the group.
And a trophy :yeah_me: awarded for each correct guess as to what the words of the song meant to me at the time.
Clue - prior to becoming Catholic I was ardent socialist who thought the Thatcherite government was evil and should be overthrown by revolution. I never got around to actually starting the revolution, but in true socialist style I talked about it in bars a lot.
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange - a walk on part in the war - for a lead role in a cage.
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here
Hope I get responses.
In conclusion -
Here are the words of song listened to on a regular basis when I was converting to Catholicism.
Trophy :yeah_me: will be awarded to the person who can guess the song and the group.
And a trophy :yeah_me: awarded for each correct guess as to what the words of the song meant to me at the time.
Clue - prior to becoming Catholic I was ardent socialist who thought the Thatcherite government was evil and should be overthrown by revolution. I never got around to actually starting the revolution, but in true socialist style I talked about it in bars a lot.
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange - a walk on part in the war - for a lead role in a cage.
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here