*marillion ~ power*

you carry me around
like loose change jingle-jangling
at the bottom of your bag
you don't seem to feel it though
as you swing down the street
walking that unique birthday-candle glow
in broad daylight
in broad daylight
and you don't even know the way i love you
you never knew power, did you?
y'thought that power was in a strong arm
people passing laws and gold
tsunamis and mushroom clouds


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