The night is strong. The light's so weak. This is where it all began. It's all the same once more. . The times so dark. They reach the end. The ancient omens are now here.
Nine O'clock turn it on, turn it on and your spellbound. It's a t.v. movie and it isn't a letdown. Now "The Killer" is on, and they're nearing the takedown.
The city is spread, reach to the heavens. This cloud cover breathing the soft and rain. Yes, I'm good looking, oh yes, I have money. Don't it count for nothin' over there, don't it count for nothin'.
I light your world, yes, I painted it with sunshine. But all you see is tall gray clouds. You say your freedom is everything, you need time. But all you really want is out.
I won't stand in her way. Spread her wings and she'll fly. You know it's hard to be free. When you slave to get by. . This time ain't gonna let it get me down.
I wont stand in her way. Spread her wings and shell fly. You know its hard to be free. When you slave to get by. . This time I aint gonna let it get me down.
If only there were time and tenderness. Oh, for young hearts of wilderness. We run to the city, we build our nest. We work, we get drunk, we make love.