The old returns while the new can bore. 'Cuz you're the one who fell into a self created hell. We've worn it out, it took time to realize. It's a chore to recognize what your world could take.
Take a look around, all things green and brown. They are here to stay. The people walking by, buildings built so high. They'll be gone someday. . A piercing sound so loud takes over the crowd.
Pessimistic, yes, it may seem. But if you'd been there, you'd know what I mean. The struggle and suffering that won't go away. . It won't go away. It won't go away.
I am not the one to blame. We are all part of the problem. Damper your complaints. We are all, we are all to blame.
I harmonize with a million screaming laughs. That haunted those before us. Preaching symphonies while the chorus yelled, "Unity". It's based on facts, it's based on facts.
There's a way, a way to get out of here. To escape these storms and find some shelter. To rid of your darkness, to rid of your boredom. . There's somewhere, somewhere that you can go.
To sacrifice one's self. Never made sense to me. 'Cause life is really the only. And last gift we've all received. . Some men waste it in the name. Of something that you can't see.
Remove my hands and feet. Watch me crawl on my stubs. Throw me to the street. Watch me fall on down head first. . Its not that simple. I needed this from the start.
We'll be mourning this morning. There is no need to complain. 'Cause we've been ignoring this warning. There is no pleasure without this pain. . We're drawn together by accident.
I was looking down at you smiling up at me. For once I held you tight but shadow hands grabbed at me. Your head was in the clouds, now, those clouds are in your head.
The opera is over. The singers have all gone home. Seats are all empty, the kitchen is closed. The sidewalks are sprayed down. . The blinds are pulled down.