Too much infiltration Not enough information Everybody wants salvation From their, their own damnation All this fabrication Safe and sound in isolation
Do you hear the wind a howling? I saved my lonely porcelain doll Do you hear the panther prowling Wherever he wants I can't give no more, I can't give
There you go down again To that place you say you often bend There you go with all of your woes And your demons and angels and heavenly flowers Back
Let us drink one last glass of wine I will wish you luck in all you find I'm not sorry, this is no mistake For I can only give the things you take For
I'm not ready to paint my face And cover all that lies beneathe If that disappoints you I'm sorry to say I will be no accomplice to a theif. Just like
It's been a long, a long, long day, oh why? I get tired of hurrying to wait anyway, oh why? I need a man to hold me in his loving arms I need someone
How do you feel about this? 'Cause your eyes say the words Your mouth can't convey Is it crazy to doubt this? Or do I head the voice and just walk away
He fight and he pray, he love and he bleed To no satisfaction, was note as need And when he walks, stands tall as he can For he's a man, yeah, he's a
You wake in the morn One day dies, another's born, oh, oh Where your sun rises, my sun sets I promise you, I won't forget, oh, oh For I believe there
I saw a robin flying in the snow Fluttering low Isn't the season, how could he not know? It's much too cold I saw a robin captive to the wind Time, running
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