So we think that we're important. And we think that we make sense. And we think there's something better. On the other side of this fence. . And you can soak your bread in gravy.
It's the upshot. Of bein' the beauty queen. It's a damn good place to be seen. Oooh must be quite good. Wow must be so nice. Yeah yeah. Lucky dog. And I wanna be like Wendy.
See, I see the end. You wanna be, just where I stand. I walk through flames, where the damned fall in place. Oh, baby, so strange. . Whoa-oh. From beyond our time and space.
The wind is freezin' all around. Dirty snow keeps falling down. I'm still here and you are gone. The city is cold and winter has come. . Ooh gone, ooh gone, all winter long.
On the north side of town, where the cold winds always blow. Peoples faces are hard to see, no one that you know. And on the south side of town the bad ones are carrying guns.
When I was young. You were my breath and heartbeat. Born in the dark. You were the hand that held me. . You opened your arms. And called me into salvation.
The grass is greener on the other side. So I tried to snatch myself from Your hand. Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh. And, well, you know, I got spit back on dry land.
You're softer than a cannon blast. But your effects much longer last. And I want you just like a hole in my head. But I need you like a meal and a bed.
We delight in the law of your word. We delight in the son who was perfect from birth. We delight in the day He's returning to earth, Hallelujah. . We will bow our hearts because we are free.
Walk with me quiet, walk with me slow. With watered down coffee and words of gold. 'Cause I can feel the edges of these things. When I hear you speak to me.
Waking up. All I sense is an empty head. What I've got. Is papers that I left unread. . I hear the sound. Against the street as it starts to rain. Pouring down.
Window, Window, Window, Window Lady. Window, Window, Window, Window Lady. Window Lady. Sitting by your window. Watching every passer by. You must have a story.
My name is Frank. Amn't I cool, guess what?. U2 went to my school!. . Worlds apart x3. But never closer. . I touch kids (with my music). I use my axe (Code word for dick).
Walking without armor amongst men with swords for tongues. I find that this conception of what our lives really mean to be malleable.. So let the new debasers trample the works of Des Cartes.
I wonder why I gave up the promises I made to the moon. and the stars in your name?. We both came to this conclusion for which the answers are the evidence..
Workin the night shift again. Got one more hour in me. Shouldn't be near these machines,. I'm askin' for trouble.. Didn't learn my lesson the first time..
In my mind there are mirrors. Reflecting on the past. The shattered hopes and dreams of a future. That was never meant to last. . Just turn around now.