Purple morning indicates. The sun is breakin' through. You're sleeping, I'm watching. Watching all your moves. . Purple morning clarifies. The rain has gone away.
Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace. To carry me home, under these waves. I'm slipping. . I'm crying like a child for the day to begin. To follow your breeze, hunted by your skin.
Some made of steel and some made of glass. Some made to go where the others won't pass. Some made to rule that grand master mind. Some to lose for others to find.
She's like an angel watching over me. She's all the beauty God provides to see. And ooh, when she comes, she'll make me the one. Until that day I'm waiting patiently.
Everyday, all night long I keep on wondering 'bout what went wrong. Was I blessed, was I cursed? It doesn't matter, but what made it burst?. Whatever put me down - It hit me hard, you know, so hard.
(Strong education). I live now and today. (Securitisation). And I'm willing to pay. (Future prospects and expectations). Just spare the words you want to say.
Im thinking free - like the bird. flying over, over the animals. in the zoo. How do you do?. Whats it like to be in there? Think about it.. . Youre locked behind wires..
A Morris Minor, a caf noir. Banana smoothie, snails in a jar.. Three dodgy sailors, a girl on skates. A little too muscled from doing weights.. . A family wedding, a sushi bar.
Are you hiding secrets from me?. Is there more to this life than I can see?. What will I find out over time?. Waiting for the moment to arrive. . Why are you lying there?.
When your only friends are hotel rooms. Hands are distant lullabies. If I could turn around I would tonight. These roads never seemed so long. Since your paper heart stopped beating.
All this time Ive been searching for someone to stand outside the line folding right and reason. All this time youve been searching for some way to break and rewind.
Soaked up in gasoline. I know I shouldn't but I'm playing with fire. God knows where I've been. It's been a struggle and I sure feel tired. . Try to walk away,.
Light's out, you stole the show. Time's up, you gotta go. The truth won't be unspoken. How do you breathe?. . What does it feel like with lives in your hand?.
I hear the rock show winding down at the high school. Kids out on the sidewalk, waiting for a ride. All the punks and the queers and the freaks and the smokers.
Putting pennies on the track, shiny and flat,. It was the best we could be, sexy and free.. I grow away from myself with each passing bell-. With all these new accessories, I just stumble and bleed..
Pale and skinny girl lives in the middle of a mountain. Long golden hair, someone pull her out. She walks across a parking lot. With two quarters in her hand.
Left without goodbye to the city. To find a quiet place of our own. A little house on the hill. Yeah, I can see you still. . Your golden hair and moonlight.
I've got hope. But I can't talk about the future. I've got desire. But I can't exercise it on my own. . Time won't solve this predicament. Time won't solve this predicament.
Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. Nothing goes on too long. . Well I told the truth when I fucked the lives.
It's just a holiday for you. Another holiday for you. . Let them inject you, inject you freely. The sores of truth repriged. Truth mended with the razors-deny.