I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform Of imagery I'm living in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm Of dream reality
I thought it was infatuation, I couldn't find the bridges behind me Here today, gone tomorrow, never thinking loving wouldn't find me Now, my fee is love
When I bring it up You shut me out So I keep on writin' letters to myself Are you doin' alright? Are you burnin' out? Are you happy with the way it turned
Yesterday Seemed so much longer then today There must be something wrong with me I think I'm losing in oh no I must be stupid Now I'm here Yes I'm here
In a lonely shadow, he finds the key Demanding light to set him free He knows that things aren't what they always seem to mean See it all in a different
We?re goin' down, down, down, down, down in quicksand Our country?s law is left in slippery hands So many educated yet no solution We?re goin' down, down
I'm the obsessor holdin' your hand It seems you have forgotten about your man Alone in the darkness my bed's a different land Your touch intensifies and
Slow sinking feeling Kills the mood you're conveying And it pulls me far down below It might be best if you go Can it not wait and hope for the best
I like to say, I've made good use of my time while you've been away. And it's true, I've been in my piano everyday thinking of you. They talk around,
when art is all but gone will anybody care all creativity becomes standard fare I think we're closer than it seems to the equator, it's burning everything
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da riding on this wave of blue sequins
I'd like to say I make good use of my time while you've been away And it's true I've been at my piano everyday thinking of you They talk around I hear
I'm walking over quicksand Stop talking holding my hand I'm circling to a new low Shout loud and let the world know I'm sailing on the jetstream Like
They tell me love is like quicksand Can't stop when you're sinkin' down Tell me love is like quicksand Can't stop when you're sinkin' down My gal lead
I still see your coat hanging on the door Never let anybody put one there before My pillow's got your head printed on it Baby, of all the guys you were
I'm emotional, yes, it's true 'Cause I've been looking for a pretty girl just like you And I get butterflies when we're close And I can tell by how she
There are wires in between Human heart and machine. I will wait for mountains To tell me you're okay... On paper my future will lay. I'll fold every
I'm closer to the golden dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform Of imagery I'm living in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm Of dream reality
