(McNabb). . In the quiet hours, I will lay me down,. To your heartbeat lady, I will add my sound,. From your gentle fingers, to your tender touch,. Look outside your window, you could miss so much.
(McNabb). . Where is that place you said to go. I've been thinking now I know. Some things look less appealing in the light of day. You'll have to serve yourself somehow.
("...with kinds of job." "Kinds of class, huh?"). Uh-huh-uh...Uh huh. . Window frosted in the rain, dusty pages, broken lines is all I have. Candle shadow in the flame of the moments that we try to start again.
I never counted on this. Guess that's the way that it goes, yeah. You used to be someone I knew. Somebody I could understand but. . Now, I don't know what to do.
Promises, promises. Old tired, worn out second hand sentences. One thing with you is certain. You're a really sad person, so sad. . Disappointed a few people.
(Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) (Uh-oh...Uh-oh...). . Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da).
And when the war was over. I went dancing in the streets. with the corpse of my dead brother. to the sacrificial beat. . the Boy Scouts and the Legionnaires.
There's something about you. This I know. Part of it's real. But a lot is for show. . I got some indication. That if we do it your way. When I park at the station.
Ah, why don't you tie my hands behind my back. Give me torture on the rack. Yeah. Back in the gutter where I belong. Hit me when I'm down. . Take my money, take my life.
Deal with it your own way. Deal with it tonight. Deal with it your own way. You gotta deal with it tonight. . Something in my vision. As I'm walking down the towpath.
Take a razor to your hair. Burn the dress you hate to wear. You don't have to cry no more. You don't have to hide no more. . Do you dream in colour?. Do you believe in others?.
Glad to see, Sad to say. And get my things and get away. I've got a light beam soul inside my head. To get my gear and knock 'em dead. Like the sunshine, and the moon glow.
Woke up this morning. For someone to set you free. Turned 'round here today. To find that someone was me. . And we smoke dead men's cigarettes. And we choke on the bitter black regrets.
A dark star follows me tonight. Filled with horror and delight. She's come to make another son. A brother for the other one, who's gone. . The black storm on the pillow there,.
aspirations and destinations of a life well spent.. burn all the letters that make you remember a past long gone.. like an addict without a fix. canary down the mine..
At the bottom of a swimming pool. I think I found a clue. I know. That I'm getting closer. I'm looking for fingerprints. Some sort of documents. To find the only one who made it all the way from the sun.
I'm curious to know exactly how you are. I keep my distance but that distance is too far. It reassures me just to know that you're okay. But I don't want you to go on needing me this way.
Can't explain the way I feel. It's all so clear, it's all so real. Some kind of game, they're all the same. Don't need it 'cause I'm always to blame. .
Don't have a life. That I wanna live with you. There's a thousand things. That I'd rather do. It's my life, told you. There's none for you. Just let me be.