Music is drifting. On invisable roads. Music is shelter. When your walls are grey again. . [Chorus:]. Say, what do you feel when you listen to. a floating wave of moments.
Farewell I say to you my dear. But thou cannot turn thine head around. Once we danced on naked stars. The magic of a tragic love. Nightwoven dreamtales and silkwooden kingdoms.
Roads, these roads are clad in smoke. Your talks are drifting past like trains - they scarcely stop. Now I'm gone astray in here. Where tired walls are chattering:: Don't stay! Don't stay!.
Love is like a dream. You fall asleep and then you scream. I am switched on, I feel alive. But it's like love unsatisfied. . Roses, roses turn black. I'm turnin' away in my bed.
There's a time beyond the time,. a place beyond a place. I fall asleep, I'm in too deep. and I feel nothing. . I surrender all the feelings. and all things above.
I don't believe in love. and you are the reason. I'm alone to resign. love's only a season. . What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger. you're not the woman, to invent love with.
Keeps to himself, never really had that much to say. He wears the welts beneath his skin. Those yesterdays have a way of staying. When constantly they try to cut you down.
Tonight I have decided that. There's only one way out. And I tried so hard to fight it. But the blame kept coming down. . Nowhere to hide. You were always way too strong.
I was drunk sober tarnished and pure. All I ever wanted was a little bit more. I had eyes that were heavy sickly and sore. Blacked out windows and a bolt on the door.
Through the longest night, by this candle-light. We stand to cut the dark in two. And the concrete rain shattered window panes. But no, it never shattered you.
I want to be somewhere. The light of your face is gleaming through your hair. And I want to trade places with the one who you trusted. For deepest embraces and all of your secrets.
Get up its a minute to midnight. And we've got, the whole world coming after us. So we're running and running, Oh,. and your eyes are the colour of wanting.
Walking down the street that we grew up in. But today is not the same. It's like a different town. A different place, a different name. . I kick my heels against the curb.
From ocean to sky, summer and fall, I have been there though it all. From laughing and crying to pain that comes easy. From shades of gray meaning that turn out so sweetly.
Hold me down, not not again. You've got me feeling like I'm dying. Medicate before I suffocate,. I'm getting ready come and try me.. Eradicate my insides tonight.
Taking out the garbage at the Columbia hotel. Nobody got a ticket out of cripple town. Better call suspension, Bakelite and dial. We'll take the fucking building out.
Some of the clothes you stole from your lover's home. Make you glow in the dark. Make you light up the room on your own. . Formative years were a drag.
How does the magic move around you?. How does the magic move around you?. So come down from the castle, say. The old town looks the same. My father's ghost from '53.
When I first saw the child brides. Two bridegroom boys at their side. Genevieve in union with holy communion. Marriage the younger wife. . And the child brides went down to the water.
Pack up your accents. Pack up your batteries. Now go marching. Back to the factory. A bunch of dresses. Down to the mattress. Car park asphalt tastes good, actually.