86 was a good year: Challenger on the TV Cafeteria highlight: sitting at the table 11 years from now she's gonna be your girlfriend sipping on the juice
I think of other people, people under strain Going out to party, sober window pain Little tiny sips they take, and they don't even hear She thinks that
I took out a loan for a down payment on a girl who saw me for my mind And the loan: it wasn't money, it was time Some people will say that you're
she wants to live and leave all at once the kiss has conditions and the car has rust but hey, Union Square has a rat or two roaming 'round With every
I caution all the animals walking city streets hey, it's you and me, my friend on this barren beach and every seven angles that you spin to make it
understand just what it's like to sleep without these voices in your head the silent chorus of the dead you left behind You taste the treason on her tongue
I rap. Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact. Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury. Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry. You'd stay silent
as fragile whispers I saw the day when the fire left your eyes, your tongue fell still your treason is silence... take everything away from me silent
you will Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down off your high hill? Throw my fate to the clouds and wind. Far away in a silent land Secret
American towns Where the miners work almost for nothing. So the mining gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking. Where the sad, silent
with nothing to say Silent in the corner while you're talking away Your theories are endless, your lips never sleep No time for reflection, there's no tongue
for words A symphony inside me Too beautiful for words I can not take them lightly Can you hear my silent heart [Verse 2] It's on the tip of my tongue
atom hearts Revert, non-owner of worlds As uncommunication becomes the manifest our alien, architectural skeletons in unison collapse Death rode these silent
Forms are twisted, Everfalling Crescent skies, the wait, The calling Eyes unseeing, Stars rearrange Tears of our blood running from the runes Misgivings fall silent
air Rising like swans in a sacred, sudden motion A cascade of lost feathers adrift on the sea Hark! A serenade in the tongue of the wind... The sight
make amends No purse of token fortune stands in Our way The silent guns of love will blast the sky We broke the ruptured structure built of age Our weapons were the tongues
wearing last night's dress The carnal and cunning, she couldn't express Who do you think she's trying to impress? [Chorus:] I think you'd better hold your tongue
Don't walk to talk The future's in my hands I hold it in my palms Engrave it in the leylines running Right down her arms Speak in silent tongues Lies
