[Instrumental]
born of a broken man -- rage against the machine My fears haunt me down Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street
me guilty no turning back to the world that broke me down The pictures on the wall tell me the last days the last years Endless moments without hope endless
Couloured chambers, Fine illusions, or a gate to space Endless stairways, fine delusions, all under my command I'd change the sky to paint it red I'd
Withering time So elusive, so shapeless Graceful coil Crumbling glory It will revive Exalt the endless chain Exalt the withering times Time decides
I am not alone I live with the memories regret is my home This is my true freedom Express all the feelings of what I've become I watch the rising sun
sleepless nights Wide awake in a state of lunacy Voices echo inside my head Haunting memories, punishing me Through a tunnel of madness These endless
arms For every hour spent Lost in the memory You broke your promises No shame and no regrets You burned the bridges to An endless mystery When you touched
into light No one can ever slow me down I'll stay unbound Some live so wrong, with what we do is each his own But living in fear, endless shame for
Waiting for the seven eighteen January is endless Weary-eyed and forlorn The Northern Line is the loudest Sitting in silence in bars after work I've
Weaving another web of lies around me Leaving an endless trail of pain behind me I don't deserve the love you give to me How to mend the damage done
feel your dying heart it can no longer stand the temptation Wipe out the flashbacks from the depths of my caved in heart Trample my utopia Memories
will always be my pal. We run around and cause a ruckus...we can`t stop laughing. These memories will fill our lives with hapiness... Chorus: Summer nightfalls with endless
want to see you go, oh, no, no And now it's hurting so much, what can I do? I wanted you to be my wife The days are passing slowly, since you've gone Your memories
by the corner. Close to the end, down by the corner. Down at the edge, round by the river. Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory. All in
in thought We fled from the sea whole Dawn of thought transfered through moments Of days under searching earth Revealing corridors of time provoking memories
real in thought, we fled from the sea whole. Dawn of thought transfered through moments of days undersea arching earth Revelaing corridors of time provoking memories
