You say something. Ohh, anything'll do my love. There's a girl on the phone. That's the girl who's never home. . Say something good. And there's a wilderness of hope.
Brave river, I can't sail. Lone feeling, and I might fail. . So I just smoke. (Smoke). Every breath stoned. . Sixth hour fail to rise. And I cower in reality's eyes.
Lets refill your forces with new energy. Use all your resources and follow me. Break down old borders, take the missing files. Ready for transfer log in and dial.
Fuck long sight and Levenshulme. Same goes for Stockport and Hulme. We doing alright, just post-house blues. 'Cos this is Northenden in the afternoon.
I am on my way, way, way, way. I am on my way, way, way. . You turned your face into the darkness. Believe me, theres no light youll see. Wont you turn your face.
In the mornin' it takes me quite a while to clear my head. And as the day moves on. I find it hard to smile at somethin' said. . So I took control priority number one and that's me.
They're throwing rocks and paving stones. So lets go while we can. Put your finger on the map. Who cares where it lands. 'Cause we're all better off in New York.
Goddamn!. . This time it's real. It's a love that I feel. I may be tainted but God knows. It's good to me, could you see?. . I leave my woes. At strangers road dispose.
She stops out till morning. She hangs out at fairgrounds. Moving to a new sound. Waiting to forget the past. . A melody calls. Loops around, a setting sun.
Moonshine, I'm waiting. For a love that never comes. Moonshine, wishing. For a time that never was. . Waiting for a time. For truth to call. Waiting for a sign.
Slow time. Deaf to all the hearings. Blinded to the seeings. Nothing's so revealing. . Some day I might leave here. I'll get what's comin' to me one day.
I'm trying to make some sense of the days. Now that they're all good. Every little thing that they'd say. Well, you know they could. . She lies to console.
Snort the powder of Ibn Ghazi.... Line upon ash, trembling stiffly.... Weakly rising, tangle of lifemares summoned.... Stripping it clean, drag it clear into the system....
I fell, like soldiers on the front line.. Under your spell, in the magic you inspire.. Every farewell, sets me on fire. And I find it all so funny,. Like a joke without a punchline..
Well I, feels like a place I've never been. And I, feels like a place I've never seen. . Oh, somebody's givin' in but I'm not. Somebody's givin' it but I'm not.
Windows are closing, keep it locked away. No chance was given, to find myself today. My time of aging, wonder when I'll die. But when my time will come, I know the reason why.
Setting sail from a crushed rooftop. Fathoms deep, shallow as a raindrop. Attempt to feel 20/20 now. React like gasoline cornered by a house fire. . You can't come clean.
Was thinking about what you said. Was thinking about shame. The funny thing how you said. And it's better not to stay. . Sure enough if you feel nothin'.
You can't fool the fool. 'Cause I know it in my head. (You say). I just want the people. To get some before they're dead. (What a beautiful thinking?).
I hear a sound, a sound above my head. Distant sound of thunder, moving out on the moor. . Blackbirds flew in and to the cooling towers. I'll pack my bags thinking of one of those hours with you.