[Lyrics: Jason]. . oh...how I dream...dream of you. my past anguish. fills me with temptation. so clear the memories. of our days of youth. the days of comfort in April bloom.
on the day that I found I was travelling. with words too heavy. hammering my skull. was the day that I woke on a train. looked around in my cabin. heard the rhythm of the wagon.
Put down your load and go to sleep. Until your ready to. Wipe all the burden of your sleeve. Do what you think you should. . Released from matter you'll be free.
Come to the world where the sane man crawls. and drop a lot of worries there. feel delight. wrong for a while when the wind went dry. it took a minute to deny it's sad song.
this war is over. I'm getting sober in my head. I'm growing older. leaving the colder man for dead. over my shoulder. I loose control again and again.
I heard you're talking of innocense and self control. and all these reasons you're dying of. fear for an eye and a reach out as falling becomes part of.
Last night I went to Jupiter. and silently I stayed. until I caught the daybreak on the seventh moon. breathing in the juvenile. naked to the bone. sitting on the bottom of my soul.
[Lyrics: Jason]. . caress your breasts so gently. I sink into a paradise of my own. the scales of love tip rapidly. in serenity...I cry. I would carve my devotion.
and now I fly closer. a million miles ahead and I keep falling, all over. the day slides like an orange glow in hell. but I can't tell. and you're near now, I want this, near me in my life.
You're a memory that makes us free. a sunshine melody to believe in. you make me breathe in. whenever I'm nave. tomorrow I could meet. the angels in the serenade you sang.
[Lyrics: Stefan]. . pictures of euphoria in a long forgotten memory. in the fields of eternity we were. a lifetime in heavenly spheres. utopia...we had it in our minds.
I've got the urge and soul to go. I've got the green for my juice-ride. spent time in sad machines. . I've got my kicks on Orleans time. the clock went dead at zero-zero.
I've got the urge and soul to go. I've got the green for my juice-ride. spent time in sad machines. . I've got my kicks on Orleans time. the clock went dead at zero-zero.
When the walls are coming down. and your balls are burried underground. with a mind out of reason and the roadkill in your mouth. but I just can't stop squuezing and I don't now why.
[lyrics:Jason Kohnen]. . I hear the music. sweet tunes that caress my soul. music begging for music. it woes my soul ...so.... . it enchants me.... ...feeding my hunger.
[lyrics: Stefan Ruiters]. . remembering the melodies. in a room with glowing stars. with a thousand symphonies, right. I still recall a smile on the wall.
I've got the urge and soul to go. I've got the green for my juice-ride. spent time in sad machines. . I've got my kicks on Orleans time. the clock went dead at zero-zero.
There's an echo coming back. from the walls that you painted. when the truth was mistaken. was breakin' in two. . There were few things you needed. there were bullocks down the road.