Common people living quietly in confusion. Information's giving quite a grand illusion. Hearts are beating, keeping time to meet a deadline. Faces pressed against the pane to watch a headline.
Cross your heart and hope to die it's love.. A perfect world in my minds eye and oh. . The face that's watching me tonight - has me -. Falling for that certain smile..
She cried. The tears that fell were from Asian ways. She cried. The tears that fell were from Asian ways. . She promised to a stranger, arranger kisses.
If I was a better man. Would fellow men take me to their hearts. If I was a stronger man. Carrying the weight of popular demand. Tell me would that alarm her.
We walked in the cold air. Freezing breath on a window pane. Lying and waiting. A man in the dark in a picture frame. So mystic and soulful. . A voice reaching out in a piercing cry.
Something stops me from seeing too clear. A misty haze floats round the room. The murmurs make it hard to hear. The voices and the words. The days seem to drag away.
When pale turns to pink. With a soft unnerving ease. And all you've built around. May just tumble to the ground. . We stand or fall. With your future in another's hands.
So you think it's over. So you think that down's. The only way out. A sad excuse for lovers. With your head held high. And your heart still full of doubt.
We came to dance. Making moves from a passion play. . The ties that bind us just slip away.. We came to dance. The piper calls out a different rhyme. .
The words played on around our heads. Perhaps we went too far. We'll soldier on until the end again. . This clutching hand around my hand. So pitiful and frail.
Hai!. . Oh mystical East, on old postcards,. Your childhood dreams and energies.. Your temples' gardens, old world charm,. An ancient culture, torn and scarred..
(And we talked) Just the two of us.. (All the time) Nothing serious.. (We pretend) Time is on our side.. ('Til the end) When the scream subsides.. . Yes, we had it all, had the key gripped in our hands..
Face in the window in the night. Caught for a second by the light. Ashes of memories still aglow. Only for you. Portraits and pictures you once saw. Visions in blue.
[Chorus]. Welcome to... Welcome to... Welcome to the song.. . Hear the words of the syncopated rhythms.. Welcome to the song.. And when it calls you, time to move on..
Native these words seem to me. All speech directed to me. I've heard them once before. I know that feeling. . Stranger emotions in mynd. Changing the contours I find.
There dosent seem to be any lyrics for The Ascent, unless those lyrics are. slowed or sped up greatly. The Ascent seems to be entirely music. I have the Rage In Eden CD, and I've listened to the Ascent a dozen times, and still nothing.
Light comes through a crack in the door. I tape up the windows once more. Tight like a cold hand of steel. Don't fear the stranger within. Hands that petrify in the air.
Sleepwalk.. . Rolling and falling, I'm choking and calling,. Name after name after name.. . Sleepwalk.. . Naked and bleeding, the streetlights stray by me,.
[Chorus]. Serenade, in rhythm and swing.. Serenade, the gift that we bring.. Serenade, youth runs wild with the beat in their hearts.. Dance a wild dance, be torn apart..
[Repeat: x3]. Reap the wild wind. . A finger points to show a scene. (Take my hand. Take my hand.). Another face where mine had been. (Take my hand. Take my hand.).