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ron weeks, 08.03.2000
montreal,canada
I am a huge fan of Michael's work. I was front row at the last INXS show here in Montreal. During New Sensation Michael gave me the microphone and let me sing with the band. After the show I met him and he signed my CD while he got in the van.

In tribute to MIchael I have composed this song.

Dear Michael,

We tried to push away all our bitter tears/With the nature of your tragedy chained around your neck/Climbing as you fell we passed each other on the stairs/Now we mystify to make time stop before you could disapear

With those tiny daggers of your pain and suffering you tried not to lose your head while we kept faith in each other/But it was the original sin of the devil inside that would tear us apart and take you from being by my side/

How can you feel us, we need you tonight(to make noise)/How can you hear us, we listen like thieves(for your voice)/how can you know us and who pays the price(for your choice)

We were thrown together like dirt falling down a mountain/Now we mediate at the strangest partyon the gift/of what you need to know we miss you the only one/Whose wild life was elegantly wasted on a new sensation

How can you feel us, we need you tonight (to make noise)/How can you hear us, we listen like thieves(for your voice)/How can you know us and who pays the price(for your choice)

Hear that sound/There's a voice to be found/Makin changes go round/hear that sound.

I hope you like it. God bless.
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