Her pain is a fog that he inhales Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale It's just another night with a sad different song Heard from somewhere now
Wasted disposable dying scum Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum Isn't that what we're all waiting for So we can go home and
That boy is gone Sometimes i miss the way he wept at night To be still and not run To be rocked to sleep in your light These days there is not much that
Wait up, don't you close your eyes Breathe life little flower You've got 20 t-cells left to burn Please choose life with its sweet and sour Don't sing
These streets are as cold and wet As my eyes, flesh and bones are longing home I was taken out of context And to think you had me not speaking for a month
All seems wasted now you comb your hair While your eyes search for a backdoor to get out All you could do was to leave your deeds at the door As you entered
Frost in the grass glitters Dance in it barefoot for awhile Until it hurts and i'll know it stings Before turning numb I guess you win and you lose some
We are the sons and daughters of a revolution, revolutionaries walking us out of opression and into a no-low promise land. and this is leaves us with
Put back the stars I'm out of shape tonight Pinhole black velvet Navigation-skills got lost with the fading light It was there not more then a second
My feet felt light for the first time in months It was like you came walking across the room Straight at me and then straight through me And then stopped
Put the knife in the table Deck of cards fly across the room This game has ended someone need to die Cause i put my life on the table but forgot the risk
Sit down in the carousel Up front like a brave boy Don't scream like a little girl Shut up boys don't cry Come to a rest that flows From a spring unseen
I took a walk down 4th avenue when i saw it A red line in the concrete Leading somewhere out of sight Something compelled me to stop So i jumped over
And so one morning just before dawn you came Out of the forest towards my window With a smile in your hand As the moist air up to your knees started swirling
Softly like a touch of a dark angel Her hand in yours You're dressed to kill Can she tell Swing your partner to the right Swing your partner to the left
Take back that photograph it breaks my heart And I will wait by the telephone While the silence pressures my eardrum I found a black and white with a
Black rose where are you now White skin as cold as the snow we walked in Your lips like midnight That night we walked for hours And I remember But maybe
Slipped away out of my hands like a soap once again Hey what a day, gone for the night and then Run back home and tuck yourself in for a needed sleep
