Is it on or in the air tonight. Or is this just a station on the way. Cannon come to know we're on an endless flight. Won't come down again till All Souls Day.
Verse 1. . Lost was my story. Curse was my fame. Doom was my destiny. And sin, it was surely my trade. . Then light started shining through my darkness.
No thought, no breath, no eyes, no heart. . Everyone I see is missing something. Everyone I see is missing something. . This dark and secret crime. Cruelty masked as something kind.
I can't believe it's happening once again. This time I felt sure I thought I was all over this. I guess you're tired. I can't take no more. I'm stuck with clichés The only thing wanted was a kiss.
Somebody's callin' me (x4). . I've got to say this, a new dedication. I'm stayin' fit, doin' it my own. Yes, me stay wise, no complications. I say me rumble, no more grumble.
*Horn Intro*. . Let's try and make it all worthwhile. You know it takes time to make it all work out, you hear what I say?. Let's try and make it all worthwhile.
Genau betrachten. nicht blind stolpern. die Zeit betrgen. . Unbegreiflich. unsere Existenz. deren Bedeutung. . Nicht Erinnerungen kaufen. Die Unendlichkeit wre fast erreicht.
In diesem Augenblick denkt ein Freund an Dich. . Das Zimmer mit dem Schreibtisch wirkt verlassen. Wieviele Worte wurden hier geboren. zu Papier gebracht und doch verworfen.
Welcher Schmerz erwartet mich?. Wenn Kabel meine Haut. durchdringen und sich wie. Parasiten in mein Fleisch einnisten,. jede Faser meines Krpers. kontrollieren wollen..
[bei diesem Text handelt es sich um eine detusche Bearbeitung des Textes "Shockwaved"/"Still Silent", Originaltext von Peter Spilles]. . Ein Vogel fliegt vorbei.
Nacht der Tausend Worte Und ich kann kein Wort weiterdenken. denn ich habe Angst vor dem Morgen. . Die Krper spiegeln sich im erdachten Wasser. eines fliehenden Meeres.
You search for me in places. Where you'll never find me.. I've seen the empty faces.. I leave them all behind me.. . Reaching out for something. That's beyond my grasp..
Sitting here thinking about what. What everything means to me. Do I want it all?. Can I take it all?. . Sitting here thinking about you. Do I need this jealousy?.
I can see, see the signs. I've been waiting here for you. But nothings getting through. I have gone up in the clouds. . Praying I can turn, turn myself around.
Our peace. Is now in pieces. But what else would. You expect. But we're nothing. Nothing in truth. . Here comes. The internal. Winter. Where innocence forgets.
I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me. When I am subdued. Loud as day, I hear this voice call to me in distress. What to do, I feel the presence of another.
Your words fill me with mistrust. From all your spoken lies. Your speech means nothing to me. . My hatred lasts forever. Will grow through the years. Through the years.
Pray to your god,. So sinister, yet so commonplace... Subconscious network. . The eerie light you worship so readily. Peer in your eyes, in your mind..
Another dollar fifty, another ride on the bus. The seat left alone is still warm. The person next to me talks to me. As if he knows me. . But that's okay, I don't mind.