I have waited the night over For some word to come I asked the moon o'er the clover But the moon she is dumb You have made me a promise At midnight
Tuesday my heart is brimming I'm a child in the wild wind Dead leaves and daylight dimming No beginning and no end Inside a candle of defiance Moonlight
A gutter full of rain An empty picture frame A house out at the edges of the city Never noticing the war 'Til it's right there at your door And
Hold on to nothing Hold on to coldest steel It chills you down inside When you see just what is real Paste it up and tear it down Move it on along
Oh Mary Jane She step on a train Head for the city lights Yearning inside To swim with the tide and taste it, alright Bag on her shoulder Breathing
the eye don't see no colour Where the war don't make a sound Ice on the shoulder Noel Praise the lord above And sell sell sell Oh violent flowers
I'm raising up my voice To the walls and to the sky It seeks no explanation It waits for no reply Really it is nothing Just a cry to the wilds
I'm falling by the wayside I'm sinking with the sun Everything I do Is wrong wrong wrong Gazing at the billboards Staring down the broken lines
Morning, sit in the morning sun Evening, watching the shadow come Through the bright streets of London I feel the rain Upon my eyes as I wonder
Ghost on the highway Bird with metal wings Ghost on the highway Bird with metal wings Crowd all around me Just don't hear a thing Ghost on the
Feel your heart inside Free now and running with the tide Far from the city And the doubts that chain Heading out into the night again Move your mouse and Buy a house or Sell
dreams later the shooting gallery wall its like not a wave crash similar to last or next heckle me not already doctored by regrets gray rain beligerant
