Goodbye my innocence my inner sense is rising. So long to the wicked few oh the wicked few. That keep riding in. So wired and deranged son. Someone yelled salvation.
9 o'clock in the evening. the end of a wonderful day. She lay down on the floor. with her feet spread out. We've been up by the stream. We have seen the movin' tide.
In the open, come with me. In the open, come with me. You are the best I've seen. something about your eyes. (They're so mysterious alive). You've got the coolest look.
It stood out more than any other. You took me by surprise. To lead me on. You lead me on. . Take a picture, it lasts longer. Lay my soul to rest upon.
I am running water. I am pouring rain. It makes you stay inside today. I know what you think when your all alone. . Cover you with what you want. I know what you feel when you're by yourself.
To end a letter, we'll piece this together. I'm going to need something stronger for you to remember. I'm going to harvest what little I can say. . To end a letter, we'll piece this together.
The thought of living, one idea that comes to mind. The thought of living, gaining back the eyes to see. . And I thought of your eyes, I thought of your eyes.
In my dreams, we were holding hands. You forgave me now I've been forgiving myself. In my dreams, we were making love. Lost in each other now we can be happy again.
This game seems to be the trend. You can say you've won. The nightmare's coming to an end. And I can see the sun. . I know that's you haunting me. Take what you want.
Could You draw a line?. Could You spread it across the sky?. Could You separate the day from night?. Could You draw a line?. . I am weak, speak to me.
Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush. And a Monday morning cry. It's the tail that you keep chasing. And it gets away every time. . New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe.
The night of a thousand verses. One thousand friends said have you heard. What we expected. . We are all working late and. Waiting to win a prize we don't deserve.
It's a hurting desire strong and sweet. Memory so pretty I can hardly say. You thought I was sleeping as you walked to the street. You gave what you wanted then you went away.
I went to see temptation yesterday. In a fourplex on the old high drive. Cause something in my life was runaway. Or maybe to prove that I am still alive.
Doing splits on tables. Drinking bottles, pushing faders. Dripping wax on aviators. That's my friends. . Leaving larger than we oughta. Every night ends 'til tomorrow.
Tina kannst du mir mal was sagen. kannst du ändern was mir passt. spürst du in diesen tagen mehr liebe als hass. . kannst du mir zeigen wie es weiter geht.
It starts with one, discreet desire. To hold you close, when everything stops making sense. So we jump start the process. Move faster, we're losing faith.
You gave me that look across the table. At dinnertime. Your toes caress my ankle. And I notice your breathing getting heavy. Your speech short of steady.
It's 3AM and you are on the floor again. Running out of steam but you say you're just trying to think. An emotional vampire caught redhanded. Sucking the blood from all your chances.
Late night, by chance encounter. A whisper and everyone's found out. She said, he said he saw it with his own two eyes. Time and place (he called a friend).