heartache and the loss of god Wandering, wandering in hopless night Out here in the perimeter there are no stars Out here we is stoned Immaculate
: Mother Mary, won't you tell me Who is this great creator? Can I ask him? \"Where did you meet her?\" \"Was she your everything?\" Maybe somewhere
: Turn off the radio, cause it means nothing to me anymore There's a silkscreen press in the basement, and an old guitar I've got a good idea! You think
: maps won't show us where we're going all they are is just the boring facts relax maps won't show us where we're going winding lines and abstranct
: We are sailing on a broken ship, but only one of us can survive I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go If it means you die Grab that
: I can't get used to the changing of the tide, oh no. In theory it makes perfect sense. That's no use to me now. C'mon now, put a sweater on And go
: always want what you don't understand one hand in the jar and a jar on the hand don't have to go very far looking for trouble cheeks puff out with
: Hey don't look down it's not what it's cracked up to be No keep it together tight-rope walking in all kinds of weather New punks don't live in seventy
: 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
: Sometimes when you're going down you're going down no matter what. so find the deepest well you can and climb on it and wait it out. sometimes when
: The sky is crashing down I got a bunker underground I doubt the words I say I can twist them any way Tightrope and fences Trying hard to keep my
: I didn't wanna stay I didn't wanna stay I didn't wanna go I didn't wanna fight Anymore I didn't wanna stay I didn't wanna stay But I didn't wanna
: Laisse ton numero la ou je peux le trouver Qu'avons nous a perdre C'est pas fini simplement parce que c'est fini Il nous reste une histoire Si je
: The streets are abandoned they've closed up the stores Cause nobody lives downtown anymore The old buildings sway in the northeastern wind We're keeping
: Here you are, old flame Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say You think you've got troubles, that's just life Well, I'd hate to be the
: leave your phone number somewhere I can find it what have we got to lose? it's not over now just because it's over we've still got something good
: Give me a handshake Make an impression Make me compressed With a quick flip of the wrist I will explain I will explain If the king's shakin' No one
: I wish it could last But the moment slips into the past I blink and it moves beyond my grasp And then it's gone What does she expect? There's no way
