Headhunters, headshrinkers and long distance runners Dust gathers on momentoes-Dust gathers on proud moments Young voices grow thick and old. The cheers are distant wearing thin.
Trust in me, just in me. Shut your eyes and trust in me. You can sleep safe and sound. Knowing I am around. . Slip into silent slumber. Sail on a silver mist.
Wandering through the narrow thorough-fare, the motorway is standing on its own, I see me walking there...one for the road - one for the road, the headlights find my load, following signs and always taking my time, following signs these thumbs have klights of their own, one more for the road, just one more for the road, digital fun in the sun follow my thumb, follw my thumb, these thumbs are my guns see them dance when I'm blue, this beacon is my fare, anytime, anywhere,take a ride by a side in day or night, travelling through - some old, some new - just one more for the road, just another one for the road, jump inside little girl take a ride by my side, there's no end to this ride with this stranger tonight, there was just one more for the road, just another one for the road, digital fun in the sun, follow my thumb, follow my thumb, digital fun in the sun, follow my thumb...follow my thumb...follow my thumb.
If your memory serves you well. We were gonna meet again and wait. So I'm goin' to unpack all my things. And sit before it gets too late. . No man alive will come to you.
This unrest beats out my breath. Disconnected thoughts jangle in a mess. This unrest crucifies my chest. Without anaesthetic it cuts. Through tumorous flesh.
Zoo time is she and you time. The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight. Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat. You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers.
Zoo time is she and you time. The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight. Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat. You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers.
Hearing you -- in my sleep. Feeling you -- your cadence seeps. Whispering in flashback -- the spectres of your memories. Fall in glistening showers -- such a tender descent.
Stare case lying face up. Stare cat on a mat. Looking down. . Slide down the banister. Take the escalator. Slide down the banister. Or try the elevator.
Oh, pull on the rein and haul me in. Back to the start where eyes first blink to see. A flowing mane a cut-glass limb. And they're falling soaring so rhythmically.
I am the passenger. And I ride and I ride. I ride through the city's backsides. I see the stars come out of the sky. Yeah, the bright and hollow sky. You know it looks so good tonight.
Ready? (I'm ready!). O! I'm gonna get you in the end!. Getcha! Getcha! Getcha!. . Our father which art in heaven.. Hallowed be thy name.. Thy kingdom come..
Happy in solitude. Secure there's no-one to depend on. Scorning alms & good luck charms. Staring down to the rocks below. . I was the lonely one. I didn't want no-one.
In the sharp gust of love. My memory stirred. When time wreathed a rose. A garland of shame. Its thorn my only delight. War torn, afraid to speak. We dare to breathe.
Down where this ugly man. Seeks his sustenance. Down in the blue, midnight flare. A glass hand cuts through the water. Scything into his twisted roots.
You awoke in a burning paperhouse. From the infinite fields. Of dreamless sleep. You return to tiannammen. An eyewitness in a shroud. To see them fall, feel them yield.
At the top of the stairs is a locked room. My secret chamber that no outsider views. For entry is forbidden prohibited. Behind this door is my other self.
Squatting on doorsteps, following footsteps. Nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest. . So we crawl into corners, ignore any callers. And imagine our radiators clang for our neighbors.
I know it's all a game. I know they're all insane. I know it's all in vain. I know that I'm to blame. This tearing apart. . I think we all should die.
deep in the heart. of a seething beast. think of bright lights. a splendid feast. but something's missing. she's feeling low. something's missing. she's going home.