I betcha thought we couldn't do it. And if you did we wouldn't try I betcha thought we couldn't do it. But if we didn't we would die We built our house
Look at the mirror over there, what do you see? Tell yourself a lie Are you as old as you seem? Feel something that you have to Being open, an innocent
Everyday they clock me, everyday is just the same. And the people I see, wear the same face as me. As I turn the handle, time goes slowly by. Is that
There's a cat prowling through the streets at night And she's black and her eyes are burning yellow Fierce and bright, the lights are darkened Senses
Plastic, plastic, take the modern way. Simulation, for my instant day. Why should I care, if you say that it's no good. It's for me, can't you see? Convenience
The moon is down Casting it's shadow over the night-haunted town Mystical figures under the silence of light The trembling air Drifts slowly, unseen
1. She knows the streets where she walks, never were paved with gold can't return, but won't dream till she's old. leaving it soon behind city so cold
Lying still Am I dreaming? Feel the chill Breath of fear Evil fingers Hover, linger Someone help me Terror fills my soul Living dead Am I breathing?
Running away, I'll leave you my address, don't want you to reply to anybody Forward my mail to the next place. I'll be responsible for nobody Given my
Shuffling down the street with his sideways feet Stopping now and then and he'll stop again No doubt in his mind where he's going He doesn't care for
FRIENDS Where would I be without friends, to take good care of me, My friends, What would I do I would be alone On my own. (*) Enemies, some say add
Once I was a boy, an innocent to life and my role in it, This world played my game, and anyone a clown or foil for myself. The harmless affairs, and
The birth of a realization The rise of a high expectation Emerging successful, defiant Together the parts make a giant See the world in the palm of
(Chant) As years drift by and future dies. 1. He sits and he thinks about all he's done in life, I'm now an old man, what have I been in life? what did
1. Isn't it strange, oh it's funny, working for years have no money, suddenly luck can smile on you and your life seems worth while to you. Chorus: Just
They were standing there - they were so near, yet so far away. Were they so unreal? Just a dream of someone to be one day? There was endless fame. They
I'm sorry to have been so much of a bore But in my own funny way, I find, I learn much more I realize what you think from your eyes But in your own funny
songs tell yourself that it's wrong to even go your own way (*) Throw away your old cloak, put on your mask, be a Giant for a Day. Think to yourself