in conversation in conversation in conversation. . in conversation, your mind is acting now. to take what's coming could make you change your mind. piece of the action, look who's in pieces now.
In a far far cooler light. This could seem too deep a bite. But the days too bright. Tonight's the night. . So hot you cool. So cool you hot. Show me my favourite beauty spot.
This tiny spark could brighten up your darkest day. And right from the start you've tried to break this masquerade. . Searching for something more than a friend.
Now there's a place I know, and I sometimes love. where they're born in the shadow of a rifle club. Hearts of gold, but they're in some doubt. when it's time to get the handgun out.
Come and join the federation. We could have communication. You can have your application. Be inside the battle station. Could this be your fascination.
Sitting there, making out that it's just not fair at all. Cold stares, nose in the air. Both pretending that we just don't care, but. Every time you leave the room.
Duck and cover in the Tower of Babel. Train your children to sit under tables. A warm rain but a chill in the air. Can't they tell that there's people down there?.
Can't take my own advice. Your letter reached me the other day. I like the way you got around to saying. "Don't screw it up and throw it away". . Said, "It can be paradise or it can be hell.
Day to day, day to day. Yeah, you know. Day to day. Day to day. . Always running. Fast for running. Keep your cool and have your say, say, say, say, say so.
don't you think that you've already done enough?. doesn't your mouth ever stop. soft focussing on what you insist on calling love?. well i hope it comes along to shut you up.
There's been so much eye for an eye. Now I can't tell which cheek to turn. Look how we double deal. Just to keep the pack at bay. . Ah now I'm asking the whys and whens.
cheque in the post, cheque in the post. . i'm looking for a world that cures my fears. wishing that security was here. forgetting all the rudes + bads + wrongs.
Turn it up. Watch the skies for signs or planes. Same old bad news again today. Just a thousand ways to make torture sound polite. . From H. Block to Springbok, bok, bok.
The kind that knows exactly what you should have done. But when something's on, you know they're nowhere near. You've been expecting this for such a lont time now.
This one is called the big bed. 'Cause it's kind of heavier than lead. And kind a dreader than dreader than dread, there you know. . You call me, I'm not at home, when you're alone.
Matter of order. As a matter of fact. First to get told. Last to get asked. Just mind your ass. When the buck gets passed. Mind over matter. As a matter of fact.
Say you'll be there. I'll change my clothes and wash my hair. Say that you might. I'd sit outside your door all night. Quiet as a mouse. Say yes and I'll go to our mom's house.
Hanging on the line. Waiting to be picked. Same old story. Every time I ask a favour of you. Force and hold me back. So that we don't win. So that you don't lose.
Here amongst these judgemental eyes,. I watch the sky with darkened disguise,. I play this game,. Of loss and gain,. When meaningful majority is lost,.
We find so many ways fooling our heart. Playing too many games trying to hide. When you follow a dream, surrender the sorrow inside. Face every shadow you denied.