glimpse of the sky They're coming down the road They're coming to get me I never should have come I hide the time machine I'm running down the hall I
: i still recall the taste of my tears. echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears. my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore. scraping through
: Start over clean and just empty this plate Sweep up the guilt and learn to survive Because when it ends, You won't be alive Would you notice, If these
Written, Recorded, Performed by: Terry StillborN Copyright: Bondage/Terry StillborN Label: Bondage Cabaret records Embrace Sin... We are the people
basics, basics, basics this is the night this is the sound here comes the warm machine such a warm machine such a warm machine machine, machine, machine
a glimpse of the sky They're coming down the road They're coming to get me I never should have come I hide the time machine I'm running down the hall
(Ferry) If there is something That I might find Look around corners Try to find peace of mind, I say "Where would you go If you were me? Trying to keep
Something's wrong, that restless feeling's been preying on your mind. Road maps in a well-cracked ceiling, the signs aren't hard to find. Now I'm not
i still recall the taste of my tears. echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears. my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore. scraping through
We are pawns but we are well dressed and ready for the violence And the room screams silence, your move the audience waiting And the streets will fill
Start over clean and just empty this plate Sweep up the guilt and learn to survive Because when it ends, You won't be alive Would you notice, If these
: There's no such thing as the future It's all dials and lofty dreams calendars and tv screens There's no such thing as heroes just a bunch of ones and