dinsdag 8 februari 2011

Come away

Maybe I don't really wanna lose you
but I've always done as strangers do
looking past you, past your eyes
past reality into the night
I never felt whole, I wasn't real
I'll never know what others feel
it comes down to only guesswork
a mirage where the monster lurks

        pay no attention
        house of detention
        prison of life
        and endless strife
        come away (3x)

My repressed agression has no bounds
and your sadness has no sound
it just leaves its tracks on your face
like a cruel tattoo so easy to trace
the curse of mindless misery
like a river in which I can see
the years flowing away like tears
cried by the music that I hear

    refr.


autumn 1981

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