Running where the boys run free. Burning up the sky. Chasing the angels. . Another restless night. That's when I hear those voices. Calling me to push the edge.
Hello, is there anybody out there. Anybody out there to hear me call. Now I, I gotta take my chances. I gotta take chances. To get outta this place. Explode into space.
I used to know better. Now I don't know what's worse. Having it all maybe. Or having nothing for sure. . Shoot for the moon. Getting lost in the clouds.
In a pool of wishes, wish for only time. All the things you're missing, throw it down inside. From the bottom you will be, hiding everything you know.
How many times have I said to myself. This means nothing to me. What doesn't kill only makes me stronger. So comforting to believe. . But in these strange days I find.
Voice of Eujena. Brother Cane. . From his youth he sees inside. a slow parade of storms. Lessons learned from fear of nothin to lose. The voice remains it sounds the same.
This time. Maybe I was the killing kind. I go. But my leaving has gone awry. . These days. Am I losing again?. The patience bending out of shape. Inside out my poor escape.
Sleep. Just a reason to. Escape. All the dog wars. . Track. Every move they ever. Make. And I'm religious one time. . Blow apart understanding. Will it ever change?.
Oh yeah, I got no time for spending at home. That ain't what I need. 'Cause every time I get you alone. It makes me want the finer things, yeah. . But you confuse me with a schoolboy.
Yeah, got this feelin', the scars are healin'. I'm tired of dealin' with thoughts runnin' 'round my head. It's fate I'm kissin', not only wishin'. Won't even listen when the world is comin' down.
Sun burning hard today,. Cracks my will to remain here,. I find no need to stay. Only to cry wolf another day. Oh the long weeds are choking my breath away.
Headin' out this morning with plans to stay awhile. It's hard to leave familiar things, I see again in time. I live out of a suitcase, the road I can't deny.
With a pocket full of reasons. And the empty hands that choose to hold. The comfort of a life once filled with hope. But now the hope is fading and you're losing faith in purity.
See I'm just a broken man. Not asking for favors or a lendin' hand. I can't hide the doubt, or disguise what you're about. Still I can't keep you from fallin' out.
Spinning mirror ball hanging over me. Spinning mirror ball are you listening. Don't justify or hesitate. Feel the sorrow when you wait. . Close your eyes and don't ask why.
I just want some reaction, just to get my satisfaction. Things are tough all over, I know what you mean. I guess we'll have to see. . You got to make your play, listen what I say.
It's good to be so high. It's good to be here on the moon. I've seen it all collide every time. I look for something more. . But nothing seems to please my eyes.
(Johnson, Frederiksen). Out of the past. On a moon-jet from out of bound. Try to relax. When my church runs me out of town. Fathom a chance. To behold what you never knew.
Shine a different light on a piece of me. Right before these eyes you delicately breathe. On this killing floor everything I see. Is living and hanging over me.
You might remember when you were feelin' numb. Much confusion and bad advice. It seems lately things have crumbled to the ground. What the hell you gonna do with your life.