Was that somebody screaming?. It wasn't me for sure. I lift my head up from uneasy pillows. Put my feet on the floor. Cut my wrist on a bad thought. And head for the door.
Why breathe a word. When no one needs to know. Why say a thing. To another living soul. Let us pay no mind. To a world that seems unkind. For here is something to shelter.
The shadowside you say I have. Is making everything go bad. You say I don't care enough. For all the things that I have got. . But I do. And I will. .
It's the weight below us. And our fate before us. Like a rolling thunder. Rolling up from under. Don't ever leave me this way. I know it's getting harder but hey.
You search your mind. That's what it's there for. Check all the whys'. And all the wherefores'. In your mind. You're tall and brave. Riding the crest.
Don't change me. I'm going to break if you try. Don't change you. You know the tears I'm going to cry. And I sure will. Miss us when we're gone. . You're the real meaning of the Sun.
Hey, beautiful farm on the top of the hill. Whenever I pass by, I'm thinking I will. Find someone like you, goodbye avenue. And then I'll be yearning for this too.
Father. My wings are clipped. See the steps that made me trip. Now I'm so lonely. . Mother. Time's frozen flame. Seem to linger in the rain. Holding me only.
Oranges on appletrees. Bugs that mate with bumblebees. Oranges on appletrees. . Water comes and water goes. Where it ends up no-one knows for sure. Water rises, waterfalls.
Dawn awaits a sleepless English town. Of coloured grey. Here I roam the streets without you. As summer fades away. . Down in the city at nights. Oh, the cold wind blows.
You drive down your old street. Familiar smiles from those you meet. You've been around been everywhere. But objects in the rear view mirror. Are closer than they appear.
The lights change on the hill. The air seems strangely still. Everyone s asleep. The floorboards creak at dawn. As you walk out on the lawn. The grass is wet beneath.
The lights change on the hill. The air seems strangely still. Everyone s asleep. The floorboards creak at dawn. As you walk out on the lawn. The grass is wet beneath.
Walking by strangers. Stranger than me. We talk of the future. Between you and me. Sweet little darling. Where will we be. Sweet little darling. Where will we be.
You walked a mile on broken glass. Through glowing coals you were a path. . The words on your tongue a mechanical song. Your face is lined with disappointment.
I can't see me in this empty place. Just another lonely face. I can't see me here in outer space. It's so hard to leave a trace. . And I try and I try and I try.
Wrong. You never got it wrong. You always got it right. But now some time has passed;. You're ever so slightly off. Thing you could do asleep. In a not too distant past,.
I can't see me in this empty place. Just another lonely face. I can't see me here in outer space. It's so hard to leave a trace. . And I try and I try and I try.
I can't see me in this empty place. Just another lonely face. I can't see me here in outer space. It's so hard to leave a trace. . And I try and I try and I try.
Maybe you were joking. When you said that you were walking out on me. Maybe, maybe. Maybe I was joking. When I said that I was running out on you. Maybe, maybe.