Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride!. Tell the boys in the bank,. Put the gas in my tank,. Polish your skin on my leather,. In which position you rank.. .
Back in the night is the father of hell,. By command that I wont go (? ),. If your a stranger your life is in danger,. So guard your lives.. . I've a vocation of verse meditation,.
Work all day, as men who know,. Wheels must turn to keep, to keep the flow,. Build on up, don't break the chain,. Sparks will fly, when the whistle blows,.
Way deep in the night, the voice of love is calling,. (So) clear is the darkness, that reflects your face,. Born out of love, locked in desire,. The heat from your fire, seduction,.
Isn't it rich? are we a pair?. Me here at last on the ground,. You in mid-air,. Send in the clowns, send in the clowns,. . Isn't it bliss? don't you approve?.
The first time you rode your bicycle down the streets, you fell on your hands,. (?) and bruises, the first time you dropped then you ran,. . Scary but Fun, take a chance in life you have onewon,.
See the way she walks down the street. See the way she shuffles her feet. How she holds her head up high. When she goes walking by, I could die. . When she holds my hand out so proud.
Something in me. I don't understand, a demand. A threatening voice. With a firm command. A liar, a danger. A killer, a stranger. . Yeah, I guess that's me.
Air currents grind, monotony.. Image defined, static scene.. Adherents bent opinionless.. Following scent of commoness.. Fit the latest rage.. Whatever stains the page..
I had so much to say. But no words to speak. The feelings were strong. But I was only weak. . So there we were again. Tragic and absurd. Choking on every line.
Some things burden me. These thoughts cut deep. Sometimes I feel. Sometimes I see. . I won't close my eyes. I won't look away. We've chased our dreams.
We wait for days. The hours can't replace. That moment of walking away. . There's none to blame. But buildings still remain. Their empty halls fading away.
Feeling so strong. I feel so inspired. Like a man with all the words. I could move the world. If I weren't so tired. . So, so tired. So, so tired. So.
Little soldier, plastic pistol. aiming for the head.. Now you see me, now you don't.. You missed me, you're dead.. Laughing, hiding in the bushes,. scatter for your life..
Born to an air of apathy. Indifference shapes of fragile minds.. Questions formed at an early age. Beg answers unasked.. Silent cries. Behind curious eyes resides.
Stand right there, man. I can see right through you. Make me understand. The mind within your head. . Yeah, I am a simple human like you. Yeah, I am a simple human too.
By black we ride, or so they say. Our need for reason, there greed is paid. Powers rumble for spiritual sway. Paths are laid then leaders stray. . It's right then left, witch way to turn.
Talk, talk to me, tell me your secrets. Speak, speak the words I need to hear. Help to conquer this growing fear. And when the winds of change come blowing through.