Running like a horse between the trees. The ground beneath my feet. Gives me something to hold on to. . With the reins around my heart. Guided by hands that spread life before my very eyes.
With a burning candle,. A book of holy things,. They'll throw you up against the wall;. Bind your hands with string.. Caught in the sudden shower,. Our host of heavenly Kings,.
When you come to me,. I'll question myself again;. Is this grip on life still my own?. . When every step I take. Leads me so far away,. Every thought should bring me closer home..
I hear your voice. Way down inside.. A whispering sea. Of towering trees;. But no reply.. A silence so rare,. And more than I can stand.. Sweeps like a flood,.
Once again I'm hiding in backwaters,. Running this way and that,. Trying so very hard to please.. . (Beware of hidden snares.). Rushing to bite the hand that feeds me,.
Bonfires burning bright. Pumpkin faces in the night. I remember Halloween. Dead cats hanging from poles. Little dead are out in droves. I remember Halloween!.
With a burning candle,. A book of holy things,. They'll throw you up against the wall;. Bind your hands with string.. Caught in the sudden shower,. Our host of heavenly Kings,.
Now there's a girl about town. I'd like to know. I'd like to slip away with you. And if you said you love me. How could I mind?. Is there another side to everything you do?.
Two eyes meet the pull is very strong. The persons dream, it's running on and on. The tenant views a mind to let. With small diversions that could be sooner said.
I never wanted to be on my own. I could be wrong. But I slipped away from home. And now I'm gone. . Well, way down south. They're haveing minor ups and downs.
Boys, now the times are changing. The going could get rough. Boys, would that ever cross your mind?. Boys, are you contemplating moving out somewhere?.
Tell me when the work is done. Tell me when the day is through. And I'll drive safely inside my car. Taking islands in Africa. . Shout if someone gets too near.
It's all behind me now. The work is done. We pull away from rivers. The light of a distant fire burns again.
Here's a new design. The cut and style you know so well. Spins across the floor. . It's the same routine. Just one last word before you go. Why sould I ask for more?.
Transmission - Suspicion who's got it find out no doubt. Transmission - Eradication, search and destroy. . We've got to wipe out. . Transmission - One million infected no more.
Look at me, I'm on the tele-V. How could this be? It's me on Channel 3. Shiny shoes and shiny hair. My stylist told me what to wear. She said to smile and look real thin.
I was listenin in to your transmission. (I hear it every night, hear it every night). I think there was a problem with my reception. (On my satellite, on my satellite).
Once I was young. Once I was smart. Now I'm living on the edge of my nerves. The things we said weren't quite so tough. When we were you. . Well I'm burning,.
I hear a voice. I hear a sound. But nothing plays on my mind. I take the car. I travel 'round. But nothing stays on my mind. . What do you do when things go wrong?.
Sometimes the comfort of a room. Sometimes I'm quite alone. I pack to leave a foreign town. It seems I'll never know. But I'll rent new accommodation.