No!. No sun on the horizon. And I need to know. How the light goes on. It's so numb. On the tip of my tongue. And I need to know. How the fight goes on.
Everlasting neverendless. Moments lost in time. Every last thing they can send us. Will be yours and mine and mine and mine. . Don't look down. Don't look down.
Everybody knows, how your garden grows. Everybody knows, how your garden grows. Everyone can see, I'm blind as I can be. The woods look just like trees.
It was cheap at half the price. Took a shovel where a spoon would suffice. Now I can't see you. Now I can't see you. . Regimental in my way. Detrimental at the end of the day.
There's no more wishes in the well. No more dreams to sell. No time in the hourglass. There's no more lies for you to tell. Your heaven is your hell. You future dying in the past.
Gazed in the crystal ball. Looks like I'm lost again. Where do I find the tunnel's end. Follow the rise and fall. Of all the better men. From here to Bethlehem.
Kitten, this universe is electric now. You still dream about the things you've seen. You feel like you've been away. But you don't know where you've been.
What shall we use to fill the empty spaces. Where we used to talk?. How should I fill the final places?. How should I complete the wall?.
I used to think the world was flat. Rarely threw my hat into the crowd. I felt I had used up my quota of yearning. Used to look in on the children at night.
[Waitress:] "You wanna cup of coffee?". [Customers:] "Heh, Turn that fucking juke box down. You want to turn down that juke box....loud in here". [Waitress:] "I'm sorry, would you like a cup of coffee?.
What shall we use to fill the empty spaces. Where we used to talk?. How should I fill the final places?. How should I complete the wall?.
Not the torturer will scare me. Nor the body's final fall. Nor the barrels of death's rifles. Nor the shadows on the wall. Nor the night when to the ground.
All that you touch. And all that you see. All that you taste. And all you feel. . All that you love. And all that you hate. All you distrust. And all you save.
Come on, force it down. I'm imagining. Come on, force it down. I'm imagining. . Imaging a place where homes are built on frames. And where they plant new bulbs along our graves.
I've tasted fame but never fortune. And still I couldn't care less for both. I hope you're done saying "I told you so". 'Cause I think I'm done telling the world what I know.
Warm skin, smooth lips. Our hearts are strong and toned. Our tongues speak of the unknown. . I know that were not here on our own. You ear's pressed to your phone as you wait for me.
I live and die through England. Through England. It leaves a sadness. Remedies never were within my reach. I cannot go on as I am. Withered vine reaching from the country.
The beauty of her, under electric light. The beauty of her, under electric light. Tears my heart out every time. . Dawn there waiting, right outside. Dawn there waiting, right outside.