Everyday brings change, and the world puts on a new face. Sudden things rearrange, and this whole world seems like a new place. Oh yeah, secretly I been tailing you.
Yeah!. You have to climb, for every dime,. You have to fight, work over-time,. And still get out in time, to commit,. The perfect crime.. . And you know the drill, or soon you will,.
The sun comes swaggering across the harbor. And kisses the lady waiting in the narrows. And she already plenty shaky stands there. Blushing, clutching the torch of liberty.
Every night, to take a walk on high to see,. The shadows of the moonlight, when this guy,. Began to follow me, and now you see.. . Thats the trouble..
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people get a soul. Ony those in love would know. What a town without pity can do.
When you're young and so in love as we. And bewildered by the world we see. Why do people hurt us so. Only those in love would know. What a town without pity can do.
Last night I needed you so bad. I was alone and feeling sad. But now that I recall. You left me after all. The only girl I've ever had. . I never ever made you cry.
Old man time, Wisdom and Rhyme.. Seeker of reason, reaper of time.. Born to a spell he walks the beaten path. To hell, rusty shackles of time burden his mind,.
The more I try. The more I feel I'm missing. The more I run. The more my feet keep slipping. The more I think. The more I tend to worry. The more I look.
We're walking within a shadow. Where echoes of different times resound. Looking for memories to relive. In yesterdays that can't be found. . Through different eyes.
You confess a lot of things. But you confess alone. The absense of a person brings. The burning question home. . The nights are long, they turn to days.
Its so cold in the shadow of distant lights. And the chilling wind slows our pace and tests our will. Still a voice whispers it will be over soon. And there we find the courage to climb the hill.
I search alone, dark the night, deep the. Blackest forest, down the devil's hopyard. On my way from Salem I lit a fire. Magical brimstone sparks ashes from the.
Where I come from, no one's home. Twisted branches overgrown. Skin deep roots over broken bone. Dust and glass and the ghosts of home. . Knock at the door, no one's home.
I. Innocence. . II. Cold Daze. The coldness of confusion. Hangs in the morning air as. Brazen bells ring reality. To announce the conqueror dawn. Removed from nights fleeting trance.
I know it's getting late. But I feel I need to explain. All the laughter and the lies. Can't stay the fear or hide the pain. . Somewhere along the way.
When the stars are right, and you're alone. Take a journey, lock the world tight. Out of your mind. The hall beckons your presence, the doors. Open wide you're to decide to turn back..
Words of cunning. Shining stunning.. Men of grandeur. Blinding, numbing. . With winsome wiles in specious styles.. Speeches etching,. Rhyming, wrenching..
A cry shivers the night, a voice in agony. that shrieks above the trees.. In a land where no one comes. in a land where spirits dwell,. hear their fatal screams..