As we close our bloodshot eyes, we hold our fists to the sky.. We stand our ground, praise the sound and let our minds float freely. into the clouds, singing out loud. And i can see a common ground..
Just let me down easy. Just let me down easy. . They let you run wild. Trajedy's child. Geranium nose. Drunk as a car crash. You are what you see. A world stark and free.
April morning. In '85. You came to visit. I came alive. The things you'd speak of. The tales you'd tell. No one would guess you'd been through hell. .
I've spoken my piece, please leave me,. Let me sleep,. I'm not a saviour, can't be a judge,. I will not enter one's life as such,. Is it the burden of one who speaks his mind,.
Is this now our anthem? Loneliness and heartbreak and all the wasted nights, they seem to stick to us like crazy glue. The inspiration has died. It died last night along with a part of me, rotting inside. And this is not the way I pictured, Im not giving up.
Canopy of light and sound. Moving freely. Rising up from falling down. Can you see me?. . Find yourself another doll. To pin your dreams upon. Find yourself another doll.
Another whiskey night and many more to go.. Another drunken high.(and this time you've really lost your mind). And it keeps getting worse as things were said that weren't meant..
Shivering all alone outside your door. Would you believe Ive been through this before?. . And on the inside Im burning up in flames. Oh I dream of days when I still felt alive. I cant kill this pain inside..
I see so many risks we take,. Things that lead to murder, rape,. Things we do to maintain cool,. We point our fingers and we pick our fools,. Yes I...I spy!.
Can't you just see. Flies' eye mirrors and bull's eye red. Can't you just taste. Blue brain juice from a tikki head. "there's money in the desert. We'll be lithe and sly.
I am self-determined, I am self-defined,. I am a slave only to my own guiding line,. (Chorus). I decide (x4). . I was once so shaken I could hardly stnad,.
Breathing. Got strength back in my knees.. Believing that this is not the end...this is not the end.. I'm seeing things so clear and there's no turning back now, not this time..
A disease, a sickness, a real cause of pain,. And though you are stricken, you claim there's no change,. The effects, the damage, are easy to see,. Don't lie to yourself, please listen to me....
Overripe underage spin me a whirl. You with your face like a lemon in pain. Moon is a coin to be spent on a girl. Come to inebriate out of the rain. .
"You always hurt the ones you love,". A phrase that fits some like a glove,. They beat, they bruise, they hide their fears,. They live this life of undried tears,.
Can you hear me?. I don't love anybody else. Keep you near me. Just like i try to keep myself near. . All the givers. And all the rivers in the world.
No one answers me,. No one will ever answer me,. What is the difference from flock to flock,. Are we so different or is it just talk?. It seems so self-righteous that we'd stand apart,.
I go to the corner where it all goes down. And i do things i'll regret but not right now. They say "angel, you been here before". Yeah, i had my boots to carry me.
Take your place!. A-bout face!. Where once stood convictions in. Things you would say,. There now stands restrictions. Your mind sold away,. You once were a symbol of.
Black Madonna will come down for you. With open arms and a veil to hide her face. And Black Madonna will come down for you. And there is no sickness and there is no suffering.