Temperatures rising. Sapping all the life from once thriving energies. Fearing failure. Cause of the scheme to run from our enemy. Let's look at the factors.
Here I stand. With lines drawn in the sand. On each side there's an ocean. Staring out to see the lights as they pull me in. . It's brings me close to home.
The snow is a backdrop. It's the scene where the past gets dropped. You're hands are sweating. Even though you're shivering. . It's best to have thick skin.
Pirate satellite transmission. A truth is power if you listen. So listen. . With radiation low. This ghost becomes my skin and bones. Our future lies in sound and visions.
Face to face but the feeling's gone. Blinking, the battle lines are drawn. This is the shape of things to come. Stand in the shadow of the sun. . Are you happy now?.
I remember how you radiate. Chemicals react on acetate. The camera never lies, it stole my fate. Now I can't find my way. . A lullaby, race the tide. Killed his history.
It's too late. Love's in the past. Burned out with your last cigarette. So long now. Follow the sun. And the morning will come, you'll forget. But way down deep, you'll never sleep.
It's too late, love's in the past. Burned out with your last cigarette. So long now, follow the sun. And the morning will come, you'll forget. . But way down deep, you never sleep.