I am the comfortable secure. The definition of this western world. And I have perfected deceit. Even I believe I am above saving. And Ill never let You see.
Dream on. Sail on the wind of a stormy sea. Wake from the sound of an age, gone forever. But it's all alright we'll survive. This is the time of our lives.
The tension is thick in the air making it hard to see. The fear of what is to come and what will become of me. I say a prayer, help me not run away. Will You please hold me?.
Seen it on my tv for the past couple nights. Freaky, but it seems to be true. Captured earthlings vanish in a flicker of light. And there's nothing that the air force can do.
In corridors of air the clouds were waiting there. They knew that never again the skies would be so blue. They took away the sun and with it took the fun.
Hey people, did you know a new world's coming?. Hey people, have you heard; it won't be long. Its coming soon, I've heard them say. And you, my friend, can be there too.
She couldn't take one more day. Home was more her prison now. Independence called out. She had to get it. . A fight was all she needed. To give her reason.
On a cold misty night. At the corner of Haight. She stood with a Colt 45. The gun in her hand, awaiting her man. A victim to take by surprise. . She's the Golden Gate Park killer.
The day begins riding a rainbow. Bow in her hand to drive away. The night again nothing has changed. . And all around people are waking. King of them all has gone to rest.
As the sun is forced to exile, in a blaze of bloody fire. Disturbing visions mystify when conscience thought retires. I heard a tattered echoing from voices long since dead.
We are not blind, we know the truth. Still we don't stand, still we don't choose. We'd rather stay, so comfortable. Stuck in our world under control. .
Here I sit watching the day out. No one beside me who may doubt. All of the words that I could choose to say. So listen, believe or be gone from this day.
Another lonely night. Surrounded by breathing. I called him dynamite (liar). Shot and sleeping, he believes me. . You boys are all talk. Sexually nowhere.
I've had enough of living life for only me. And reaching just for the things that keep destroying me. So sick of envying the lives of so many I see. Somehow believing that they have what I need.
There's a life that burns when the night has come. Makes me understand. You're the one I see and I can't say no. Take me by the hand. . Can't believe that you want it to be.
Late at night I used to sit. Alone, for one last cigarette. Brooding over what's to come. What in God's name have we done?. Missiles springing up like weeds.
[Verse 1]. Ah lookin for somebody to spend de night wit me. Ah feelin for somebody to keep my company. Somebody good,. somebody nice. Somebody sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet.
She walks on through the night. Her circumstances slight. Are only helping her to fail. And though she feels she's right. She tries with all her might.
Broken heart, one more time. Pick yourself up, why even cry. Broken pieces in your hands. Wonder how you'll make it whole. . You know, you pray, this can't be the way.
Survival is not guaranteed in strange, tumultuous times. When the quest of our humanity strays from the narrow line. The cause of world insanities rests deeply on the few.