There's a dirty air hanging over the room. A hundred words I wish could be unspoken. Spent venom rivers running down the walls. Even though I am, I'll never say that I'm sorry.
For the final time untie me from this railway line. I'm really not the screaming kind you know. And you know better than anyone. . Let me go, I swear that I won't tell a soul.
It's the modern way a sign of the times 21st century. Just how it is tradition ritual. Handshakes behind heavy doors we don't see. Friends in high places fat leather faces talking at me.
Madison park bell. Chiming out your name. On every hour. It reminds me again. Upstairs air-con dripping onto mine. That is not on. Gotta save a dime. .
Come on lift your head I can't see you. You got to face what confronts you. Time will change whatever. Time to make things better. Time to find some new space.
There's a light flashing bright onto Istedgade driving me sideways. Gravity pulling me. There's a glint in the eye under neon light. 30-something schoolgirl.
Everywhere I go. Around every corner. On every avenue. A million reminders. A million scars. Modern broken houses. Miss-sculptured minds. Black rivers run to dead seas.
I live in a city but I don't speak the language. But everybody speaks mine. Not the best environment for a paranoid mind. I live in a city. But I don't know the history.
The numbers match again. The morning spotlight shines through the window pane. And picks out the knots deep in the wood. On the piano where you were stood.
Got my feet up. God almighty's on my side. Got my shotgun. Gonna fire into the sky. No reason why. . And when I empty the draw. I'll get me some more.
Boy cries boy cries wolf again. And the wolves come like they've always done. Each day this goes on and on. But the boy stays no one moves him on. . We all know what's going on here.
Sun falls into the sea extinguished just for me. Steam shoots to the sky and no one questions why. Calm of the water, calm of the water. Leave the water come settle me.
I, I came in at the end, the plot, I didn't understand at all. Disgruntled audience get to their feet, I find my seat. Scenes, characters they come and go, no idea who is who.
In this world creators of post war icons. Take all the money and run now salesmen. . These are the best days of our lives. These are the best days of our lives.
As cold as cold can be behold. I will see you sleep alone. With all that ever came to love. For you I take away instead now. Everything you hold so dear.
The bell starts to chime. Get on my feet I don't know why. Close the door behind. Ear breaking silence under foot. . A million drums in unison beating as one.
There's a duplicate world. One for the likes of you and your kind. The other has laws morals and fear. It's cold in here. Under skies painted gold impurities raining on down.
Break out the Champagne. Prepare the banquet. Score out the fanfare. Blow up the balloons. Set up the fireworks. It's the day of the homecoming. A homecoming of sorts.
I heard the news today. As I boarded the train. I heard the news. I hung on, as the train pulled away. I shut my eyes and I wished the message away. San Francisco held such fond memories for me.
Now is not the time to feel. Now is not the time to hurt. . Look away from my thoughts. All the strings around my heart. Coat them in Silicon. Breaking down all the parts.