The Other Side (Afro Celt Sound System)

Never mind my quiet greeting Just beware of the smoothly cutting velvet razor Removing all that we can believe in I'm a monster in a cage, yeah Some are loved just to be hated From the cradle to the grave In this prison we've created Feel the wind blow into your face When you're falling down Maybe we'll meet again on the other side Can you hear me? I am talking In your dreams I will be walking Be a slave or just another superman They won't need your mastermind plan Blame it all on human nature Smiling faces, dead behavior Buying peace of mind, wide closed eyes entertain U.S. Gotta escape their plastic savior Feel the wind blow into your face When you're falling down Maybe we'll meet again on the other side Don't let go of the mighty hand When you're falling down Maybe we'll understand on the other side We flew too high, too long Now we're going down Don't try to understand We'd do it all again, all again Never mind my quiet greeting Just beware of the smoothly cutting velvet razor