CHAPTER ONE. . victim of atrocities. my razor blade. the oceans shall rise sky deep reach inevitable. chaotic pace. smoke stack pollutes digestion. is the end of man upon us friend?.
Communicate, communicate, communicate, communicate now. Communicate, communicate. Learn to use your words so we can. . Sat watching the screen. Will hope return?.
Calling your name. Calling your name. Calling your name. Calling your name. . Calling your name. Can't you hear the crowd. Calling your name?. Calling your name.
Spinnin' around, spinnin' around, spinnin' around. Got me spinnin' around, spinnin' around, spinnin' around. Spinnin' around, let'er know, man. . I'm on my knees.
There's a pretty little girl that's as fine as can be. My heart starts jumping when she is near. And does strange things that I can't explain. . Everyone would say she's the sweetest thing.
You like to dance and listen to the music. I like to sing with the band. You like your hands splashing in the ocean. Well I like me feet on the sand. Does anybody have it any better?.
You'll be okay that's what they say. Every time heartache comes my way (ooohhh). They don't know the pain of living without you. At the end of the day.
IN THIS BODY THERE'S A HEART. A HEART THAT'S BEATING. I'M ALONE IN THE DARK. I HATE THIS FEELING OH. IN THIS BODY THERE'S A SOUL. AND I KNOW IT'S SUFFOCATING.
Late last night I lost track of time. And I know I was waiting for the sun to rise.. These summer days. They keep stretching on. As our friend's in and out of town and tide..
It was a party night, it was the end of school.. HIs head was feelin' light, the first time.. she seemed much older then, she had turned seventeen,. she knew some older men, the first time..
There she goes in her raincoat. Bringing out all the darkest of skies. And I know that I can't walk along. 'cause the murder is for real in her eyes. .
Ever since I was a kid I've been. Clear eyed, clear eyed. I can't forget but I forgive,. Did you notice? Are you all right?. . On the edge of memory where shapes.
At the start of the conversation. I didn't have too much to say. I was needing some inspiration. And you just got in my way. I took a shot at an easy target.
[Chorus]. Clouds outside my window. But I don't care. There are clouds outside my window. But I don't care. I'm getting out of here. . [Verse One]. Deep insides a vision.
Mobile phones. Commuter trains. The terminus is full of men. Crisscross network. Zigzag railway. The next stop is Waterloo. . White-collar timetable. 9 to 5 urban robot.
Head crash - I can't see you. Spit teeth - I can hear you. I feel your pounding me onto the street. I've learned to know the taste of concrete. Why don't you follow me?.
Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy. "Hap mirthfulness! - Oh! joy of grand riddance;. Undress me my hauberk! - the wyvern hath errant'd.". "Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears -.
High-rise buildings. Low cost apartments. Financial district. Industrial area. Rows of blue collars. Steelworkers' clink-clang. Metal rhythm left and right.
He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return. She hath no life but the one he for her wrought;. Proffer'd to her his wauking heart, she turn'd it down,.