Power Of The Sun (исполнитель: Bruce Dickinson)
Is this a citadel, is this a prison cell? Who sits at my right hand now, who's watching me now? Who made us live this way, when do I get my say Automation turns us into human beings now Tripping over faces, humanity has fallen Huddled into doorways on the streets at dawn [bad word] ] The power of the sun keeps us moving on Spinning ever faster The city never sleeps, the echoes of the footfalls Already in the past Every dawn arrives the gathering of the tribes Shattered waves of people breaking over city walls Never out of touch, but always on your own Trapped inside the logic of your [bad word] zone What deals have been done, who's under the gun Stay one step ahead of the next in line [bad word] ] The power of the sun, it keeps us moving on Spinning ever faster The city never sleeps, the echoes of the footfalls Already in the past [solo] The cameras never lie, the ghost of you and I, Already in the past Inside a picture frame, we'll vanish once again Now the dawn [bad word] fast... [bad word] ] The power of the sun, it keeps us moving on Spinning ever faster The city never sleeps, the echoes of the footfalls Already in the past