It's ciggie time. It's ciggie time, again. It's ciggie time. For all those men. . Makes me feel good. In my ciggie time. Makes me feel real good. Ciggie time.
Out of a secret longing. They know their way from here. Out of a growing dream. They follow the road we create. . I see what I've cut behind me. Lost on the bottom you often found me there.
It's a ceremony. Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea. It's a ceremony. Yea, yea. . Oil and blood ceremony. Hold an eagle feather to my heart, yea. On my heart. A time for magic driftin' in.
All sights melt down and follow to the end of time. They had risen to the skies and sunk in depths of gray. I am woven into the eyes of everyone. There's no hiding from this growing intense slaughter.
The wild wide eye with her painted wing. She crushed the gray boy. Don't you know my selfishness was my suicide. Her painted wing became my suicide, suicide.
Let me take you down, underneath this false surface. Tonight is the night when we travel into the heart of the unknown. Night reveals what is hidden in the shadows.
Embrace the wind with both arms. Stop the clouds dead in sky. Hang your head no more. And beg no more. . Brother wolf and sister moon. Your time has come.
"If we surrender our liberty in the name of security we shall. have neither".. - Benjamin Franklin.
You have no potential as a human being. Intellectually you are green. There's a black beetle crawling in your brain. Spirituallity, you have none. . Breathing out slowly.
My days are counted get of my back.. You're forced into the void of my dreams.. . Dead souls no hope all hollow.. Slice up old wounds so shallow.. . There is a path to gain pleasure. Try it I'll give you my sorry word. Stand on your feet look straight ahead cause no one is twisting your arm. Searching for the right way back. Hold tight. Believe in our embrace..
I don't wanna be myself. Yeah, baby I just wanna run. You gotta breathe you bastard, breathe. Whoa yea, breathe you bastard, breathe. Straight into the sun, ohh.
Somewhere along the railway a body divided in two. Somewhere between the screams,. those visions were never seen. . I understood the voice. An ancient sacrifice.
Below the surface I swim. Holding my breath as I sink deeper. Watching the colors and the shapes. Searching for another way out. Clinging on to every last word.
Get your motor running. Head out on the highway. Looking for adventure. And whatever comes our way. . Yeah darling, gonna make it happen. Take the world in a love embrace.
Empty men without regrets. Leaning against each others shoulders. Open spaces fill the gap. Where reason reigned and fell. And I see vapour coming out.
Come on. . Yeah, NYC, the place to be. Look at all the rock heads like you and me. Push against the pavement, take it to the street. Sick of all the hype now riding on the beat, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. . The strangeness that I feel. Rattles my bones. It rattles my bones. . Ain't no bonebag. I'm tired and sagging. Only 21 but feel like 99 sometimes.
Relations are artificial; will we give it a new beginning?. Find the essence in ourselves and escape through the tunnel. . Transferring spirits. The second coming.
She was a girl from Birmingham. She just had an abortion. She was a case of insanity. Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree. She was a no one who killed her baby.
I wipe the blood from my lip. With a ragged scarf now. I get the feeling. You don't care anymore. . All shaken up and shattered. I pick myself from the floor.