Tekst :

At a time when my world, seemed to be swinging,
Reeling out of control
There were some believers,
Deceivers, a few in-betweeners
Who seemed to have no place that they could go

It s the same old song,
It?s right when you re wrong
Living s just something to do,
With no place to hide,
I looked into your eyes,
And I find myself in you
I ve looked to the stars,
Busted up some bars
My life nearly went up in smoke

With my hands on the wheel,
Of something so real
Yeah I feel like I m heading home
Now in the shape of an oak, down by the river,
You see an old man and a boy

They re setting sails, spinning tales,
Probably fishing for whales
With a lady that they both enjoy
It s the same old tune,
It?s the man in the moon

It s the way that I feel
Since I found you,
With no place to hide,
I looked into your eyes,

And I find myself in you
I ve looked to the stars, busted up some bars
I saw my life as a joke
With my hands on the wheel, of something so real
Yeah I feel like I m heading home
And I feel like I m heading home

Over indulgence...
A pick me up for when I m feeling down
A cold one with a line to face the day... O.K.
My dealers house is always on the way... I say...

Increase my potential for success
My potential for succes

I m undestructible...
Bathing in a sea of P.C.P.
Washing Qualudes Down with 83 chablis......

VERSE 1:
Christmas songs are playing,
but not for me.
Why does everything seem so out of place?
Everyone thinks this is a merry time for all
and to see the frozen tears upon my face.

CHORUS:
Someone take me home for...

At city centre 9 pm
just like you wrote
and i try to think about
snow coming in
just like before
i will be on stand-by

releasing the vapour
into the lung
letting the wings unfurl
and for a moment i feel young
i call on the bird
unfurl

it’s time to chose side now
that’s what you said
when we talked on the...

It s a pity, it s a crying shame
Who pulled you down again?
How painful it must be
To bruise so easily inside
It s a pity, it s a downright crime
It happens all the time
You want to stay little daddy...

Wartend auf einen schmerzlosen Tod -
Die Flammen der Hölle sind nichts
Verglichen mit diesem Leben,
Voll von wundenleckendem Licht,
Umgeben von Grausamkeiten names Menschen -
Keinen Tropfen Blut wert.
Meine Seele entschwand dieser Welt
Vor langer Zeit,
Aber der immerwährende Haß band meinen Körper
An diese Dimension.
Ich wandere rastlos und leer,
Auf der Suche nach Erlösung und Harmonie,
Wissend, daß...