On a river of sighs a boat came towards me. A flimsy disguise covered the devil. Who sang from a song sheet of how modern lifes a bore. . In his choirboy's attire.
Wires fan before you, they draw you. In deep troughs and sharp peaks of green. Each cough rips through you, it wounds you. And flat lines cry wolf on the screen.
Take me back to the evening that it all began. There was you and me. And some drunkards in a black London taxi cab. . And we said, driver, over the hill.
One day, I'll take a bottle. With a good strong base and a cork that fits it. No label, no marker's mark. . I'll shout the bile and anger. And plain disappointment in until I've almost filled it.
Was he with you at the railway?. Did he cradle all your pain?. Did he show to you the best way. To make it all right again?. . Now there was reason in your madness.
It started slowly. First a finger then a thumb. Matilda started disappearing in front of everyone. No one noticed how translucent she become. . As one by one it started softly.
In the sky I see angels flying all over town. They've got names in their. Pockets of lovers lost and found. If I send you my angel, would you send. Yours to me?.
Lead me out of the mountains across the plain. I can't multiply again, oh, release me. And I will build you two towers with bricks baked in fire. And the Godgrudge they'll inspire, oh, believe me.
Can I keep my head. When all around me are losing theirs. Can I keep my secrets close. Can I hold my course. In this tiny vessel steady. . Will I reach the farthest coast.
After I kissed you, a sweet darkness came down. Fingers were search lights, leading the way down. We talk in fingers and thumbs. In an ancient braille of daily vacant overflow.
Come and ask me if I wanna dance with you. I think you will. It gets cold and lonely on my dark side of the moon. The air thin and chill. . Come and show me what the grey looks like when it's blue.
Spin me round, I'm blindfold. Once upon a time somebody told me. I was going to be someone. I was supposed to be someone. . Now one half likes to carry, wants to share.
One, two, three, four, five, six. . She left this morning. She left no forwarding card. I watched her pack and without looking back. She drove out of the yard.
We live in the limbos of our lives. Trapped in a gap designed by our minds. Gone for too long we consume ourselves in this lethargy. Subconsciously convinced that she will set us free.
Channel one. Or two. Lets try three. Maybe even four, five, six. Where everyone is no one. And vice-versa. . But baby, baby, baby, baby. I come from the other side of this wide sea.
Normal life,. Rainy night,. Normal ordinary guy, back from work I was ready to sleep tight.. Thats when I spotted, at the bus stop,. Alices rabbit across the street chewing on a cheap lollipop.
I tried em all, I drank em all. I fell, threw up like hell, I even crawled. But the ethylic beauties felt at ease. When soberness made me ask :. Could you take off your mask.
Once upon a time, in a world empty of joy. Grew up a little boy. His arms were weak, but his head was full. His dreams were big and his will was true.
I just got nothing to lose. Telling you all the things Ive always wanted to. Although you stood there, basically just yelling at me. I couldnt listen to your voice, singing 1, 2, 3.
Wrap you up in these Indian sheets,. I've seen you like this before,. And I like it,. And it's ever that,. This silence beats,. I've seen you sexy before,.