won a prize for that, for telling lies like that so well that I believed it. I never felt cheated. You were the chosen one, the pure eyes of Noah's
Get on board our Silver Sun This is Noah's Arc In the year 2001 Up in heaven's park. Exodus, we go to another world. Exodus, foundation a better world
appreciate Not everyone can relate, to what you and I appreciate To what you and I appreciate Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate Noah
Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin It's just like Noah's ark There's two of every kind Pretty girls and boys in drag Walking a fine thin line
The world's a tiny blue-green ark Afloat in darkest space. And every creature lives his time And knows his special place And each of us is Noah With a
darts on the wall They stick but sooner or later they'll fall Why do you always have to go And leave me here, all alone? We ride this ship called Noah
Leave it to you To be full of hypocrisy. Leave it to your family To make you lose your Aphrodite. Porcelain, brunette goddess left alone. Mannequin, nobody
Well he used to be somebody And now he's someone else Took apart his old life Left it on the shelf Sick of being someone He did not admire Took up all
There's a boy with his head Pressed up to the window Of a bus heading out of town In his breath on the glass He draws with his finger A map of the roads
Time can make more rubble out of dreams than anything In a quiet neighborhood where she's living without wings There's eyes behind the curtains and there
She looks out her window And the stars don't feel that far away She watches the wind blow Blowing all her problems away But then she'll ask, as she cleans
Well I'm just waiting for my chance to come Just a silhouette against the rising sun Watch the water, watch the sky Count the days as they go by I'm just
It's the first day of spring And my life is starting over again The trees grow, the river flows And its water will wash away my sins For I do believe
Oh well the world never seemed bigger Than the summer of '98 Living out in the suburbs Planning my escape I grew my hair to my shoulders Formed a band
Well it's four in the morning, things are getting heavy, and we both know that it's over, but we both are not ready and you're talking like a stranger
You can give up anything when you're following your heart I never had the time to show I could depart with my whole being, go back to the start Oh I
