So this is not the place And these are not the times I hear my bell a-tollin' Now the stars begin to shine Salome, Salome I... Salome the love we made
There ain't nothing so very good As this love in its morning When it comes with its promises And leaves without warning There ain't nothing I can do
Look out now, lumpy here With your military hands Whatever that they told you Oh no don't hold true Around these lands There's signals in the morning
It beggars belief that she was a child once With her heart on her sleeve, once in a while you're Looking straight at it, and you could swear that It'
You could be anywhere a passerby might capture my eye unaware you could be anyone but how will I know when my time has come? 'cos in the middle of
And now Just like It's always been You My Lunar Queen
Oh brother please, Still the guns at your side It's only me We got through it alive The more things change The more we're turning to stone A naked flame
Salt beads on your skin Skies yawning wide Hear! Waves weaving wings Ghostships and tides I'll dive for your treasure And keep it safe with me Love
Pale luminescent face Cumulescent grace now Borne in shades of Ruinous blue Thin, like the river's wrinkled skin All the mirrors in the heavens Already
Where you been lately You used to light up the streets With your style I've been here waiting For less than a year For more than a while How well I remember
It's not your style to live and let live the less that i need the more that you give On a runaway train over and over again I'm getting used to you
Your day will come It's catching up on you When your race is run Your faint-hearted faith follows through Always, always, always Roll back the night
Don't tell me That you get sick of living When the summer's so forgiving although we have stolen All of the things that we though we had owned then Have
Encoded transmissions spun out of control Bring the purging insurrection of false consciousness Custodians of the agenda secure the contaminated areas
Bitter fish in crude oil sea You don't have to bother me You just have to join on this song Crawling people on your knees Don't take this so seriously
Crowded gymnasiums No shortage of knockouts And the country dance sellathon Overworked spines All efforts considered Ooh, ooh But not before the prizes
Find deep within the old memory coat A cricket bag you ate from It's sweet smiling apology Acceptance awaits you Don't be afraid to cherish it Look
Don't open life alone Contact the empire solutionaries They cut the skin, they peel back the onion Reveal the ghostblood Fat black gas exudes Moves into