Through my sleepless days I've found,. That in my dreamless sleep I'm bound,. To one night here the sound, of you calling,. Do not stumble through tonight,.
Crawl upon the earth, scour the universe you know. Set my compass north, circumscribe the earth and go. No direction home. . What's my part in this, whats this dream I cant let go.
Unscrew your face from the laptop screen,. See the people, the places in your, magazine,. They're a bigheaded bunch, d'ya know what I mean,. Someone made them out of plastercine,.
You can take a million of the monkeys. Put 'em through a hoop. You can make a packet from the rackets. And boil down for soup. . I can hear the sound of music.
Does it feel like religion, does it crush your old ideas?. Well fold me in paper I've got some here. And show me the warrant to which I will attest. Put me in handcuffs or give it a rest.
Life in a day. Fleet of foot, full of grace. Love, mercy miles. Freedom fortune, such a filthy child. . Life in a day, life in a day. . Stick your jokes, your hoax in a box.
Stepping into small life nowhere England. Shaking hands with the big life idiots I was. Trying to pick up some ordinary-ness. From the shopping bag inspirational quiet.
I believe in the Hallelujah chorus of the shopping malls. We say we can't, we know we shant. Well of course we shall 'cause I've seen. I believe. I believe.
There's nothing missing. You've got it all here. The sound of the thunder. The sound in your ear. . You've no reminder. No old photograph. Did you come for the money?.
Yearning, keep them burning, keep them earning. Someone's got to pay for all these televisions. There's children singing and church bells ringing. And people skipping merrily to work and dreaming, and dreaming.
Do you dare take a breath. Do you dream of a tragic death, I know you do. Do you wail, do you weep. You sing yourself to sleep, you delicate flower. .
Glad to see, Sad to say. And get my things and get away. I've got a light beam soul inside my head. To get my gear and knock 'em dead. Like the sunshine, and the moon glow.
Woke up this morning. For someone to set you free. Turned 'round here today. To find that someone was me. . And we smoke dead men's cigarettes. And we choke on the bitter black regrets.
A dark star follows me tonight. Filled with horror and delight. She's come to make another son. A brother for the other one, who's gone. . The black storm on the pillow there,.
You stand like a rock, on top of the mountain. Run like a river, fall like a fountain. The grass still is growing, the wind still is blowing, about you.
Love may have just come to bury me. But I'm not afraid of what I see. I'm not afraid of the world. . Time has gathered us here by coincidence. That's why what I say doesn't make any sense.
Burnt my old place down. Sold the cinders to my council town. So rag your head and paint your face. The money's all been spent. You waited here outside of space.
Lights are shining all around this world. You want them all but what you want is this girl. You can stick those rules, they're just second best. They give you so much but you land up with less.
Healers, dealer, skinflick traders, save my skin for later,. or else you won't get free,. Your dim and dismal, loves gone rotten, grim and greedy,. and best forgotten, yet still you say to me..