I wanna buy you roses. 'Cause the words are dead,. Follow in the blindness. On the arrow head. 'Cause the words are dead. And you know it. Yeah the words are dead.
And the people went into their hide, they oh. From the start they didn't know exactly why, why. Winter came and made it so all look alike, look alike.
Oh my one, I'm so happy. That you've got so far. I know the good, the great. Is working you like a charm.. . Oh my one, rushing away. With a bag full of bones.
Crawling down. From high hopes to the ground. While trouble sings along. . Baby my heart and soul. A giant in the room. I left him long ago, following you.
Down by the river by the boats. Where everybody goes to be alone. Where you won't see any rising sun. Down to the river we will run. . When by the water we drink to the dregs.
We come together, here we go. Around the fire, here we go. Flaming higher, here we go. To my surprise a fever grows. . Lamps will glimmer on the gloom.
Guess who died,. last night. In grey stockings,. in all might. It was no loss. The only God of mine. . He fell down,. just to drown. In a sea. of delight.
Over the hill. I will be waiting for you. I won't pretend. That you don't mean nothing to me. Come now, come now. Come back now, come back now. . The doubt will creep.
Black turns beat me bright. Turning on the light. Today is gonna be the day. . You hear somebody say. We need you wide awake. Tiptoe over the floor. What are you waiting for?.
Do you want me on your mind or do you want me to go on. I might be yours as sure as I can say. Be gone, be far away. Roses on parade, they follow you around.
They won't know who we are. So we both can pretend. It's written on the mountains. A line that never ends. . As the devil spoke we spilled out on the floor.
Voices in the street,. footsteps on the concrete. Guess I hear just every sound. on the ground. From my window view,. I know a color blue,. that can bite so very hard,.
What is wrong at the end of the day?. What is really wrong? No one dares to say. You know you're wrong when there's only one right. But what is wrong when right is out of sight?.
Will you go ahead to the Aventine. In the holly red in the night. Dirt under my shoe from the old at heart. Right under you, grinning in the dark. . You carried my heart in the night.