(Greg) Through the windshield, on the footbridge They cling to each other at the close of day They've not a care for the crush of traffic Their captive
(Terri) I am painting here with the lights off Making swirls with the paintbrush You say-what could this be of? We're laughing, neighbors they make fuss
You and I had such good times Summersun was on our minds Stars were always shining In our fantasy (fantasy) Like romeo and juliette (juliette) We fell
(Greg/Eric) Come on in now get warm Don't bring yourself to harm You know the light is always on You could be home now between Sheets that you know are
(Greg) I saw the film said that's the life for me Forsake the mundane for some instability So sue me Now you're hiding upstairs And now I'm not so sure
for the black gas A point is all you can score When two tribes go to war When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score We got two tribes We
of the tribe And when I went to school my head was in a cloud The teacher said, "you will never be allowed, So don't try To be a member of the tribe
men, man, beware, they'll rise again Tribes, below the graves Breed, refuge by day Tribes, their home beneath Breed, alive but deceased Tribes, tribes, their home beneath Tribes
He would step out of the night And light a fire among his tribe Carving from a bear's tooth He used the flesh to feed the youth, he'd salt it down Sails
A lie to say, "O my mountain has coal veins and beds to dig 500 men with axes and they all dig for me" A lie to say, "O my river where many fish do swim
Over your shoulder, please don?t mind me If my eyes have fallen onto your magazine Oh, I?ve been watching and wondering Why your face is changing with
Heaven, is this Heaven? Heaven, is this Heaven? Heaven, is this Heaven where we are? See them walking if you dare all, if you call that walking Stumble
I always knew that you would take yourself far from home As soon as, as far as, you could go By the quarter inch cut of your hair and the Army issue pay
Now I've been happy lately Thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be Something good has begun Oh, I've been smiling lately Dreaming
Big big plans are being made For my sisters Wedding Day We'll have a ball at the sons of Roma Hall Family, friends come one and all First the best man
The painted desert can wait till summer We've played this game of 'just imagine' long enough, wait till summer When I'm sure the rain has ended, the blooms
The man in 119 takes his tea all alone Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries I'm hearing opera through the door The souls of men and women, impassioned
in ending times Possibly more truth than fable Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe