IN THE MORNING LIGHT. I CAN SEE YOUR HEAD. UP AGAINST THE WINDOW. ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?. . AND WE RISE WITHOUT SAYING. A SINGLE WORD. AND I LOOK AT YOU.
The stars don't shine above my night. The city lights are too fucking bright. So let's let them burn till the morning comes. There's laughter and poison to shade our eyes.
HOLD ME NOW WHILE THERE'S TIME LEFT FOR US. WHEN THE MORNING COMES I'LL BE MISSING YOUR TOUCH. THE RISING SUN'S NO FRIEND OF MINE ANYMORE. . THE REST OF THE STREET CAN TURN OUT THEIR LIGHT.
Punctured bicycle. On a hillside desolate. Will nature make a man of me yet?. . When in this charming car. This charming man. . Why pamper life's complexity.
Bang bang, it's sex and violence on the television. Give us all a cultural distraction or the cure. Who's strong, who's fast, who's in the game. We've made our lives a competition and we all should be ashamed.
Pawn brokers got all my clothes on. And he's looking pretty mean. I bought a kings tongue with the money. Preserved in fire water. And I'm feeling pretty mean.
YOU TO ME. ARE ONLY A MEMORY. GOT A FLAME STILL BURNING. WHERE I KNOW IT SHOULDNT BE. BUT IT GETS HARD WHEN THE ONE YOURE THINKING OF IS NO LONGER.. .
My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wonder kind. You took me behind a disused railway line. And said, "I know a place where we can go where we are not known".
YOU'VE GOT THE POWER TO BRING ME DOWN. BUT I'VE GOT SOME SENSE AND I'M GOING TO LET IT GO. I SEE YOU COMING LIKE A WEIGHT OF STONES. BUT MY DESTRUCTION IS MINE TO OWN SO...
A breathless drive on a downtown street. Motorbike ride in the mid-day heat. The dust that hung from the desert skies. Run, though we run it still burned our eyes.
We struggle to remember. We struggle to forget. No strangers to addiction. We're just drowning the pain. . Good times with good friends. Good fights with enemies.
Keep some steady friends around. Best thing you can do. Keep some steady friends around. Best thing for you. Find a little place to go. When you want to get away.
Take me out tonight. Where there's music and there's people. And they're young and alive. Driving in your car. I never never want to go home. Because I haven't got one.
Late Night Hotel Room. A Thin Rain Falls Through The Gloom. I Don't Know Where We Are. I See Five Lanes Of Passing Cars. . Then Something Deep Inside Flickers On Like A Strip Light.
This town is dead. This world is rotting. I've seen this country's fifty states. And I've forgotten. . Every name and every place. I drank my way through every hour.
Happens on a side street, maybe. Happens on a main street, maybe. Lion bites zebra neck. Zebra stomps lion head. . It's justice. Justice aversion. In a proper way, 'cause I don't today.
Above the city, above my grave,. from a rooftop looking down.. I've been asleep for four years. but I'm waking up.. . And if you'd found me dead on your floor.
Our ship rolls in to Nagaev Bay. Where we'll toil from the dawn to the last light of the day. Yeah the life of a Zek is one of decaying. Slowly as the form falls from your frame.
Take me out tonight. Where there's music and there's people. And they're young and alive. Driving in your car. I never never want to go home. Because I haven't got one.
I'LL HIDE AWAY WHERE YOU CAN'T FIND ME. 'CAUSE I WANT TO KEEP THE FIRE IN MY FIGHT. IF I LEAVE THE LIGHTS OF THIS CITY BEHIND ME. THEN I LEAVE THE MEN THAT KEEP THEM ALIGHT.