I forget when words were only words. She knows the party makes me nervous. In this stage we can't get hurt. Don't try to understand me. . We're too cool to be alone.
Whoa oh whoa oh. So so so so so when you got no place to go. It don't matter that your watch runs slow. So chalk one more hour destroyed. And sing it whoa oh whoa oh.
She got out of town. On a railway New York bound. Took all except my name. Another alien on Broadway. . There's some things in this world. You just can't change.
It's nothing, it's so normal. You just stand there I could say so much. But I don't go there cuz I don't want to. I was thinking if you were lonely. Maybe we could leave here and no one would know.
One more day down. Everybody has those days. Where one soft sweet song's. Just enough to clear my head. . Fall on real life. Is anybody left there sane?.
I think you can do much better than me. After all the lies that i made you believe. Guilt kicks in and i start to see. The edge of the bed where your nightgown used to be [ohh].
If I fall along the way. Pick me up and dust me off. And if I get too tired to make it. Be my breath so I can walk. . If I need some other love. Give me more than I can stand.
No, I would not sleep in this bed of lies. So toss me out and turn in. And there'll be no rest for these tired eyes. I'm marking it down to learning. I am.
It's nothing, it's so normal. You just stand there I could say so much. But I don't go there cuz I don't want to. I was thinking if you were lonely. Maybe we could leave here and no one would know.
Oh. we had a quarrel. we had a fight. . Looking funny. you and I. . We were running round the house shouting murder.. Believe it when I say. Don't you ever get in the way.
Is there really a God?. We could really use. A miracle right now. My secrets can't confide. Given away. As soon as I can. . And no. I'm really not that scared.
The milk is sour and the words profound. The babes in the woods are all cowlic bound. Dreams are nixed. Blessings are mixed. And the road to the slaughterhouse.
Mae come and play. On the crimson alter. Bring all you sing. And your deadly sting. . Bring me all your burning hours. Bring me all your burning passed.
[Stolba Blether:]. Ja mizerii Osudu jsem pronasledowan. a duse ma jen pochybnostmi prostoupena jest. jak maso cerwy prolezle jen ziwot predstiram,. ratolest stesti meho prestala jiz dawno kwest..
This aria concerns the most tragical character of the operetta. It is. in its substance a confession of a man of deformed character and dicey. morals. Kicked over and humilitated, Blether hurries from the castle.
Once there was a young boy in Berlin. Playing in the streets as the war was flying in. Raining down from heaven came the fire. And burned away his city and desire.
In the night I search for light. I sail my dream to end between reality and fantasy. It saves me in my black hole. . Fools awake all around lost and found.
Inside my camera is watching. Memorizing my view of earth. And stained is the eye. Ambitions not where they should be. Out of focus, too much fantasy.
Stranger in a foreign land. I reach for you so take my hand. Torn inside, I give the best I can. . Crave to feel and throw the dice. We'll make another sacrifice, yeah.