Common Ground (Letra)

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Written by neil diamond, tom hensley, and alan lindgren

If you love me,
Say you love me.
These are words we find hard to share.
Would you trust me?
Could i trust you?
Will you always want me there?
Or is this just some game called ‘nothin’ goes right’?
Is this just me to blame
For making these endless nights?
And who do we think we are,
Some kind of cosmic shooting stars?
No we’re not.
Haven’t got all that time.
Got to find a common ground,
Not the other way around
For you and i.
We need to walk on common ground.
We need to make a lovin’ sound.
While we got time,
We got to try.

Were you loving?
Was i caring?
These are feelings too hard to measure.
I’ll be loving.
You be caring.
Will it always feel this way?
Or will we find the way to make it alright?
Will that sun come someday
To wake up this endless night?
And who do we think we are,
Some kind of cosmic shooting stars?
No, we’re not.
Haven’t got all that time.
Looking for a common ground,
Not the other way around
For you and i.
Got to find a common ground.
Need to make a lovin’ sound
While we got time,
You and i.

And we still have the time to make it work right,
Make that sun come to shine
And wake up this endless night.
And who do we think we are,
Some kind of cosmic shooting stars?
No we’re not.
Haven’t got all that time.
Got to find a common ground,
Not the other way around,
You and i.
Got to walk on common ground.
Got to make some lovin’ sounds.
We got time to look for some common ground,
Find a lovin’ sound,
You and i.
Lookin’ for a common ground,
Not the other way around
For you and i.
Got to walk on common ground,
You and i.

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Common Ground (Letra)

Midnight Oil

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These are not dispassionate words of the cool
The headline still rules the editor’s a fool
Shall we douse out the flames or will everybody fuse
And leave us stranded here tomorrow
I heard a calling out, a cry from the heart
From the towns of cement and the beauty
A whisper its turned howl, man he didn’t know
He was standing waiting for tomorrow

Nothing’s left, nothing’s found, there must be some common ground

I could never figure the calendars flow
Nor can i work out how the wild, wild wind blows
But we’re ready from within and we’re starting to go
Away from the place of no tomorrow

Nothing’s left, nothing’s found, there must be some common ground
Nothing’s left, (???) i see there must be some common ground

Oh the wrecking fields are a terrible place
With a sulphurous smell and a frightening pace
And the hook goes early and the critic is king
It’s hard to stay human and stand in the ring

There’s no time to be absent, a clown or a fool
While shylock is smiling we’re loaded like mules
If we surrender ourself to industrial rules
We’ll wake up in the wreckage of tomorrow
Now

Nothing’s left, nothing’s found, there must be some common ground
Nothing’s left, something’s found, can we see some common ground