I met her on a midnight flight. From mexico to san delight. I saw her on a top floor bar. That glows flourescent from afar. . She's real to me. . I have a place for my feelings.
The children say run away. On the streets no one plays. Going down to the bargain basement. See what you find if you have the patience. Down so low your nerves were raw.
(emerson - lake). . Why do you stare. Do you think that i care?. You've been mislead. By the thoughts in your head. . Your words waste and decay. Nothing you say.
Why do you stare. Do you think that I care?. You've been mislead. By the thoughts in your head. . Your words waste and decay. Nothing you say. Reaches my ears anyway.
I asked my friend I.D. if he could recall. The last 24 hours and the T.V on the floor. Shopping with bricks in the name of fun. I'd take it back officer but I don't know what I've done.
She fell fifteen floors. Then she died. It was the only way to see inside. The reasons trickle. From her fingers. And the brightness fades from her eyes.
(Emerson - Lake). . Each part was played. Though the play was not shown. Everyone came. But they all sat alone. . The dawn opened the play. Waking the day.
Oh mother. There's a hole in my side. And comfort is only a need of mine. And I get lonely. At any chance that I might get. . Your arms can't hold what's going on inside.
(emerson - lake). . Why do you stare. Do you think that I care?. You've been mislead. By the thoughts in your head. . Your words waste and decay. Nothing you say.
This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. Not with a band. . You come, you go. I see you, it snows.
EIGHT MILES HIGH. Written by Gene Clark/Roger McGuinn/David Crosby. Revised by Keith Emerson/Robert Berry/Carl Palmer. . 8 miles high, and when you touch down.
Long hot summer days, traveling out far. This driving music makes us feel more than we ever are. I'm trying hard to get away from you. Trying hard to get away from you.
You said too much. And what you said, it was a lie. You said too much. And what you said it was a crime. . I've bled too much. With every lie you keep on telling.
Sangre De Toro. (Keith Emerson/Carl Palmer). . Time to awaken daybreak begun. Feeling so strong here in the sun. The work has to be done, will be done.
It's hip to skip, and cool to fool. So jump to it, 'cos faster rules. On your feet on your head. On the surf 'cos lenin's dead. Oh la plage. . I'm in to it, I'm out of it.
La Vista. (Keith Emerson/Robert Berry/Carl Palmer). . Fortunes drifting across the sierra. Life, survived in visions of gold. Spanish galleons of old upon El Man.
I feel like a world gone crazed. At the thought of you. Your hot ways still chill. I'm closing in on you. Temptation never leaves me. But leaves me every once and a while.
Hushed up, touched up. I see myself and all I've fucked up. I've been sold a million times. It's just as well. . I can take three thousand times. Fine.
You've gotta say yes. How can you have doubts. The views too good to jump. Now let me talk you down. Come On. . Like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.