Lyrics Solid Rock - Amanda Palmer
                                                Out 
                                                here 
                                                nothin' 
                                                changes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                hurry 
                                                anyway
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                the 
                                                endlessness
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                coming 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                of 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                talking 
                                                'bout 
                                                    a 
                                                chosen 
                                                place
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                wanna 
                                                sell 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                marketplace, 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                standin' 
                                                on 
                                                solid 
                                                rock
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                standing 
                                                on 
                                                sacred 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                living 
                                                on 
                                                borrowed 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                winds 
                                                of 
                                                change 
                                                are 
                                                blowing 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Right 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Round 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                dawn 
                                                of 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                dreaming 
                                                all 
                                                began
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                crowd 
                                                of 
                                                people 
                                                came
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well,they 
                                                were 
                                                looking 
                                                for 
                                                their 
                                                promised 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                runnin' 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                heart 
                                                of 
                                                darkness
 
                                    
                                
                                                Searching 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                heart 
                                                of 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                their 
                                                paradise
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                they 
                                                were 
                                                standing 
                                                on 
                                                solid 
                                                rock
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                sacred 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                Living 
                                                on 
                                                borrowed 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                winds 
                                                of 
                                                change 
                                                were 
                                                blowing 
                                                cold 
                                                that 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                were 
                                                standing 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                shore 
                                                one 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saw 
                                                the 
                                                white 
                                                sails 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wasn't 
                                                long 
                                                before 
                                                they 
                                                felt 
                                                the 
                                                sting
 
                                    
                                
                                                White 
                                                man, 
                                                white 
                                                law, 
                                                white 
                                                gun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                that 
                                                it's 
                                                justified
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                somewhere 
                                                someone 
                                                lied
 
                                    
                                
                                                Someone 
                                                lied, 
                                                someone 
                                                lied, 
                                                someone 
                                                lied
 
                                    
                                
                                                Genocide
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                now 
                                                you're 
                                                standing 
                                                on 
                                                solid 
                                                rock
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                sacred 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                living 
                                                on 
                                                borrowed 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                winds 
                                                of 
                                                change 
                                                are 
                                                blowing 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Solid 
                                                rock
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                sacred 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                Living 
                                                on 
                                                borrowed 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                winds 
                                                of 
                                                change 
                                                are 
                                                blowing 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Solid 
                                                rock
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                sacred 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                Living 
                                                on 
                                                borrowed 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                winds 
                                                of 
                                                change 
                                                are 
                                                blowing 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
Amanda Palmer & Friends Present Forty-Five Degrees: Bushfire Charity Flash Record                                
                                
                                    
                         date of release
 21-02-2020
                            1 My Favourite Things - Bushfire Edition
2 Beds Are Burning
3 The Drover's Boy
4 Black Smoke
5 Suck It Up, Buttercup
6 Truganini
7 Solid Rock
8 Regional Echo
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