When I close my eyes to fall asleep. The radio takes over my room. I try to sympathize and think it's me. But I just hear the same old tunes. I watch the little line as I turn the dial.
In the blue city. Candle fires burn bright. Everybody listens while the old man tells 'em why. everything has gone away under the red sky. . In the new order under the new moon.
Cold night down on Mean street. Wet shoes in the telephone stall. I'm trying to explain it. But I don't have the change to make the call. She thinks I'm running 'round with that waitress.
Man on a rooftop talks to me. He said, "Does anybody down there see what I see? Fill. your glasses with the magic that's around you,. love is everywhere. Love is everywhere..
they keep on playing your song. . hollywood. back for good. vodoo club. what the fuck. . tits & champagne. the acid rain. again & again. . some have to dance - dance.
Deepest cold to ever grace the land of planet earth, purest cleansing Hellfire to burn the mark of hell (upon man).. Hear my call!!. Deepest trace to ever possess minds of man, purest noxious water to wipe out hordes and tribes..
The feeling as if cold, jagged steel was carving your flesh. The knowledge of order, chaos and all in between. The awareness of a cold world in which no one breathes.
We are messengers. Of future times to die. We will show you the way. And you need to follow us. . This is the dawn of your race. And the dusk of your enemies.
On a wake up I don't dare get out. Wouldn't want to touch you. Gonna break up on a system bout. Getting far too much too. Innocent too, everyone is down.
I was lost within the darkness of the valley of my heart. You took me for a ride and lit me up inside and healed my broken parts. Now you've got me believin' that the world could soon be mine.
I can feel your breath on the back of my neck. As your fingers torture my palm. I can hear your voice whisper me mad, saying. "Relax little boy, stay calm".
Turn off your mind, relax. And float down stream. It is not dying. It is not dying. . Lay down all thought. Surrender to the void. It is shining. It is shining.
Timmy sits out on the boardwalk. writing in his book of poems. a young girl walks up behind him. looking slightly tired and worn. . She reminds him of another.
When you first said you didn't think. that you could love me any more. I closed my eyes and held my breath. and turned my face towards the floor. You touched my hand and said that maybe.
Well it looks like I'm a dumb ass, I dropped the ball again. 'Cause the woman I love is pissed at me saying this has got to end. Now I tore it up late last night - got way too drunk, it's true.
Slow dancing moving to the rhythm. Of my anger written in stone. There's no reason nobody needs to know. Souls meeting somewhere in the distance. There's no rain or chill in the air.
You burn the ground to hold your position. You ran away if I came too close. You kept track of balance and pressure. All the dreams and desires, I want some more.
we close our eyes and look in opposite direction. we ignore the threats and hope they'll go away. we refuse to pay attention to the dangers we create.
The world is growing loud. It's time for us to fade. To grey. I wish they'll let us stay. The lights are going out. We knew we had to go. One day. I wish they'll take us in.