never again, i`m lost on heaven`s ground - lost between those feelings have never found i am lost in myself - on heaven`s ground i am lost in myself
: The last horizons I can see are filled with bars and factories and in them all we fight to stay awake... Drink enough of anything to make this world
there closets It's got to be here somewhere I know it's round here somewhere Searching from room to room We couldn't have just lost it I know it's round
The last horizons I can see are filled with bars and factories and in them all we fight to stay awake... Drink enough of anything to make this world
loneliness surrounds me and my thougths I submit to destiny in my empty eyes my lost dreams are mirrored back my thoughts lead me on never entered paths
Close your eyes It's easier that way... A golden cup And a toast to kings Lost and decayed, we am cut beyond our saving But we are home now... the
phone again, To someone who tells him that his balance is low. He?s got nowhere to go, he?s on his own again. Rock Chick of the century, Is acting
on his phone again To someone who tells him that his balance is low He's got no where to go He's on his own again Rock chick of the century Is acting
gain better your life, justify our pain The end is knocking The end is knocking We've all been lost for most of this life (lost for most of this life
He's a twentieth century boy, with his hands on the rails trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow london ice cracks on a seamless line
it's real enough they got refrigerators full of blood another century spent pointing guns at anything that moves sometimes i worry that i've lost the
My girl wakes in her bed of night, Dressed in silver and dressed in white, She says she's having the strangest dreams, Of another time and century; And
this misty air Souls pass into the room Drawn in by a lost memory You will join them in the moonlight You are my offering Your soul transcends The centuries
untold story like a Wounded child But the mystery of the circumstance Won't hide She believes true love survives True love survives Waiting for her long lost
to I'm lying here in bed Swear my skin is inside out Just another Sunday morning Seen my diary on the newsstand Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand
