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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,431
Peak in subgenre #27
Author
Alan P Clark
Rights
Alan P Clark
Uploaded
December 26, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 9.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
It's part of a long piece about a religious cult, where people go out on the streets to convert others and the guru is from another planet.
Lyrics
Tea Leaves
David closes the curtains
It's a Winter's afternoon
The Master reads the tea leaves
In the gathering gloom
‘Saddam Hussein is coming
It's written in the stars
The eclipse was the final sign
Now they will find out exactly who we are...'
The PC prints the pages
That came in from the other side
The body will meet in April
'Well see what they decide
Maybe it's time for a revolution
Maybe it's time to get to grips
We have to show our mercy
We will never ever let them slip'
Whatever happened to the simple way
Whatever happened to all of our dreams....
You know what I mean
Things just aren't what they seem
Brian's collecting his quota
In the wind and in the rain
There's a certain kind of ecstasy
And a certain kind of pain
He dodges into the library
For a moment of warmth and peace
He picks up a book he’s not allowed to know
He thinks a thought he’s not allowed to believe
The policeman in watching him
He cannot make a move
He drives on to another town
He's got a point to prove
He'll demonstrate his loyalty
His devotion to the cause
He'll bring back a bit fat collection
And bathe in all the applause
Whatever happened to the legal way
What was the origin of all of these schemes
You know what I mean
Things just aren't what they seem...
Julie found a father,
A brother, a real true friend
A sister, a mother, 'were made for each other,
I pray it never comes to an end'
She picks up her clipboard, jumps in the van
For another city or two
Her bag is full of heavy coins
And she's turning that sweet sweet smile on you...
She doesn't have to diet
She doesn't have to fret
Her life is pre-arranged
But not much has happened yet
There's a good looking boy over there in the corner
Who's due for his change any day
The whispers are going to and fro
But it turns out the Master is sending him away...
Whatever happened to the sacred way
Whatever happened to all of our dreams
You know what I mean
Everything is not what it seems
Robert really wants to be open
To everything everyday
He’s got one or two problems
But they seem to be going away
If only he could get out on the frontline
There's too much sitting around
He goes to sleep in a corner
Praying he won't be found
He dreams of the day he walked in the door
What a wonderful sight to see
All the philosophy and friendly talks
The food and the hospitality
He's come a long way, but he's not sure where
He is after fifteen years
Seems like his heart is closing down
He has no fears and he has no tears
Whatever happened to the beautiful way
Whatever happened to all of our dreams
You know what I mean
Things just aren't what they seem
The boys and girls have grown up now
They have children of their own
They can't seem to listen to distant Masters
Sitting on distant thrones
They live their lives as best they can
With a hope and a prayer for the day
They try to visit whenever they can
I just hope that no-one will turn them away...
Now it's not so simple
As it was in the golden days
There's people with all kinds of zealous beliefs
Who are pulling in different ways
They fight to claim the centre ground
They re-write every episode
They'll tell you a hundred times what you must do
To stick to their narrowing road
Whatever happened to the loving way
Whatever happened to all of our dreams
You know what I mean
Things are not what they seem
