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Evening. Coming through the crowd. I hold my head high. Straining. Out here dissonance surrounds. I hold my head high. I see the wings behind your back.
I'm not one to judge that much. And anyway I just wanna get high on you. But thirteen year old girls in hotels on the other side of the world. Seems a little much for me.
And if I could hold you where would you belong. Sitting here to reason how the world's gone wrong. And if I could listen to half the words you say. Would your pathway glisten and help you on your way.
I never saw it as the start. It's more a change of heart. Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pot. Blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot.
Saturday afternoon. The sunshine pours like wine. Through the window. . And I know golden June. Can turn an empty gray. Against your window. . And I feel like I'm on the outside.
I see double up ahead. Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun. Is where the river runs red. Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove. And frees an eagle instead.
The house caught on fire in the winter. The bosses lay slain. And each of the workers decided to ten-fold their pay. And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames.
The house caught on fire in the winter. The bosses lay slain. And each of the workers decided to ten-fold their pay. And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames.
You're lining your pockets. For no other reason. Than to buy up the things. That I gave without reasonable pay. . Well hello my old friend. You know I've been away.
Who is that upon the stairs. Acting like he don't know where. And who is laying down all the cards. And giving me the wrong things to say. And like a wheel on the table.
Lay down your head. And look to your window. Where do you go. When it's not where you're going?. And how do you see. When the light isn't shining?. Where you could be.
Well I'm waiting standing on the corner. And it's coming fourty past the hour. In the midnight lonely freezing hour. With my insides churning in the gutter.