On a sunset strip
I recall to hear nothing at all
As sunset dipped
The early evening gave homage
To my weary heart
And a fallen angel came forth
She cuddled me with
Her most heartwarming embrace
She guided me through the streets and valleys
And watched me while I'm asleep
Soon, she kissed me
And lay me down on my head
And told me
I'm off to another land
I reached out to her
Hoping that she'd stay a lot longer
And hoping that she'll always remember
That I will always love her
And soon triumph will reign
beating the wickedness
And treachery in our soul
She'll always be a part of my life
And the angel in my heart, I hold.
I love the way we touch
Have I told you that I need you that much
I love the way
That we talked in the rain
I love the way you ease my pain
I love the way you caress my hair
As if the world cares
I love the way you say those sweet little things
Those words that make my heart sing
But most of all
I love the way you love me
And it makes me proud that
You're the one for me.
As I looked down below
Staring at the windmills
And there is no way to go
I saw a dew dropped
Crashing down on an ant
I felt his pain
And found no sorrow
A heartless tomorrow
Same old stuff
Same old lies
And every uncurable reason
The man in the corner cries.
In the darkest of night
When adrenalin decimates
Down to a halt
That I got entrapped
In this benighted vault
No longer can I see
Nor reach the top of the tree
In this hole not a shadowy light
Deep down this barranca
With no one in sight
Consider no options
To forward a battlecry
Gather all my illusions
For some of them might fly
Look out into the dark wind
The hour is lost in a maze
Don't believe every word I say
I've been through a purple haze.
Slowly drips down on the concrete wall
Very soon the dam is going to fall
Little cracks begin to wake up
Little cracks on my head
Pressure is building up
Pressure in my head
Options are out to save the crack
Such little time to clear the clock
Everybody panicked including me
Water is going to break free
Is it too late for a solution
Another bloody revolution
Worth saving the crack in my head
Definitely useless
When I'm dead.
Was it a kind of light
Or a kind of bird
That glide in the dark night
Thunder I heard before it passed by
Somebody screamed in a distant fright
As I looked down below
Gushing blood on sight
It pierced through his right pocket
A .357 full metal jacket