We go way back

Where's the way where's the way to get out of this mess

Will it reverse will it reverse, all we thought would last
and
I'll be stantding standing here like anyone else
Tthings will be turning, turning to a meaningless past
It's not you against the open road things are not that simple or I could let it go
It's not you against the songs, I aint no stranger on my own, we go way back

I ain't no dreamer, no dreamer you know i'm nothing special

But I can play my part, I can play my part and faint to go on

I ain't no gambler, travelin from town to town
But I've seen a few, I've seen a few movies about it

And it's not the valleys that raised me as a boy

But they've been feeding they've been feeding these doubtful tunes

It's not you against the open road things are not that simple or i could let it go
It's not you against the songs, I aint no stranger on my own, we go way back

It's not you against the open road things are not that simple or i could let it go
Iit's not you against the songs, I aint no stranger on my own, we go way back

Beyond the shiny seasons, still feel bored about my life just fading
Been towards the city ruins, spent sometime along the quai just waiting

Now I'm that little tiny bit of hope between your past and all these holes

That I am all supposed to fill to make your days more easy passing
Tthat I am all supposed to heal just like the scars upon your skinny arms

Been further than I've never been before, in the western rains, in the western lands
Bbeen right in the edge of the apple where the moonlight sings, where the moonlight dances
But back home what is left except the taste and a heavy pressure on my chest
That I am not supposed to share eclipsed the idea of a guiding light
That I am all supposed to bear eclipsed the idea of a guiding light

And now :
 when's your black eyed raging face coming out
And has all your freewheeling side stopped to try
and where's the part where the wilderness takes hold of you
Things are getting fine from here, I don't fear the fall, I can see the real thing

I've got all my shity photographs, plenty of stories, but tired of giving
I dream of fires in empty buildings set by lovers sick of dying in their homes

Beneath the black there's always hope to catch a branch in flight before the ground
Beneath the black there's always hope to catch a branch in flight before the ground

I was hypnotized by ghostly eyes, forcing me to fall into their shades
Ii was down at the station drinking out, eleven was the time for a change

It looks like failure, but it sounds great
It tastes like no other, but it's just insane

Back to the village, and back in play, several parts were tried, some were brilliant
Into the storm, but still in flight, several states I've been through mostly silent

It looks like I'm touching it, but it's on the screen

It feels like I'm holding it, but it's just a scheme
Deeper in your soul I'm getting tired of running

It's almost impossible to be a part of the film

Deeper in your soul I'm getting tired of running

You're almost untouchable, you're such a killing machine
It's almost impossible to be a part of the film

I'm living like a tramp in black and white
I took the strength of the magnetic storm last night

Am I half a man, and half a freak ?
I'll welcome the changes, I'll let them in
Disincline the stars into your shade
I wanna feel your near me when I'm going round the bend
I'm not made of wood but I can easiliy burn like weeds
And let my ghost discretly fade in the streets

Am I half a man, and half a freak ?
Wanna make the words mine, and retype the scene

I'm ok to go that way and trash my suit
I wont be hesitating, I'll form a concrete ship
I'm ok to bite the dust and hit the ground
And I will keep my indignation for my self

Warmer suns, and skinny arms are open wide

Burning in the day like drawings in the sun

I stand on the corner, above the bridge and the shelters
But the river is only passing by me

Filling the blanks with a hunger still undamaged

Though we know it's been mangled before

Holding our breath as we're climbing up the hillside
To the rock that has been seeing me growing

The strangers around, in this bottomless town

Have not a chance that we remember their names

It's an empty page we're writing on
and an unknown road we're travelling

Are you scared of the dawn ?
Can I borrow your time ?
Aare you scared of a path, that's not on any map, but that's going down south

Stuck in the traffic, in a blizzard of ice
Wwill you let me come in to warm myself up

Cleaning the mess that we're leaving behind

Though we know it wont let us alone sometimes

Dont you feel uptight, if the day's turning black
Ii might look asleep, but my eyes are wide open

Dont you feel grey when the days are fading faster

You might see the moon from a whole different angle

It's such a busy life we're living
Aand an unknown road we're traveling on

Are you ok with the silence ?

Can i borrow your time ?
Aren't you seeing my face, when the wind's blowing cold, and you're out of your mind

And I say goodbye to my old life, it's not that hard to turn the page
There's something that is floating in the air, and it does smell like a change

And I say goodbye to the shape that I was caught in between
And so long to you dying cities I'm going away where the heart is

There's a place by the waterfronts, I've seen in pictures long before I've been there

Painting portraits in my head, way beyond reason

Auburn like a golden river, orange as a raging gale

Feels like I've been there a hundred times, as I can see my way clear

Snowy thoughts all around the room, boiling in silence before morning comes
And hope it will not be denied, by the break of day

Drinking lady of my thoughts, on the green bed or all covered in black
Ffinding meanings through the spaces, left in your mind

Driving home without a clue, of what tomorrow will be made of
Tthough we know the songs by heart, and we've busted all the locks

Seems my eyes just become paralyzed, on the freeway through the fog

But I know that I can haunt your home, like no one did before

I came into town full of good intentions, with sparkling eyes

Oh the lights were a beauty, and the sound of the city was the sweetest thing
But troubles did find me when I was expecting a life full of possibilities

Got tired of the dirty job, my thoughts were all twisted by unfriendly stars

An evil eye above, was guiding my steps through the black
I couldnt feel my feet in the cold of the evening but i felt alive

When the day was done I was feeling low and mean
When the day was done I had lost my self esteem

Yeah when the day was done I was feeling unclean

Lonely nights on Queen st, silver shining ladies fading with the dawn

Promising kids, and rock n roll clubs awoke my inner smile
I once was like them, I didn't give a damn of what I'd become

Oh city warm me please, I'm getting lost in your limbos and I'm sinking down

I wish I never left my hometown in the west, but I had to go
I couldnt see the signs though I've never had a minute of peace of mind
Oh the lights were a beauty, but my hands now sometimes cut like razorblades

And when the day is done I am feeling unclean

When the day is done I loose all my self esteem

Yeah when the day is done I am just traveling inside

Moving or stuck between two lives
Seas are getting hard to cross

Shaking or remaining quiet and static
Images are getting hard to see

Floating or beeing buried in boredom
Seas are getting hard to cross
Seas are getting hard to cross
Seas are getting hard to cross

I'm feeling so excited, that I'm lost inside the rain, got no place to call my own, just some papers and a name
Voices sounding better, yeah your singing's like a choir, and I'm hearing, dear, I'm hearing, it's echoing through the land

So many different aspects that I'd love to talk about, like the different types of grapes, and the changing of the trend

Talking bout clouds, you think we're in it ?
But we're there on the very solid ground
and our movment' s like a feast that is so desperatly ending, I hope these pieces of your home are sweetly turning in a shiny joy'fire

Crossing wires moving faster once again
Pay no mind to who's behind and who's to blame
Take me to the melting point, to the frontier line, to the melting point

Trying, and it's the fastest that I can
But I'm feeling low inspired to be locked inside a house, full of possible smiles, and I dont have any plan
ticking of the clock ?
There's no such things 'round my block, you should come to visit sometimes, consider me as a fan

Speaking of time you think we're spinning ?
But we're there on the very starting line
And our songs are getting boring, though it's everything we've got, to remind us that we may possibly, in the nearest future, come closer


Crossing wires moving faster once again
pay no mind to who's behind and who's to blame

Take me to te melting point, to the frontier line, to the melting point

I can't kill the world

Is it your face modeled and torn, like purple veins, between your bones into your spine
I didn't change it is just life, and it's just circles we did never mean to break
I didn't yell when I saw fires in my backyard I just double locked my door

Flashing violence, come on

Breathe in silence, come on

Sonic noises, come on

Remember days we didn't care of their opinions, and would go spitting on their beds

Remember times, we would be kings, all dressed in rags and we could barely see their heads

Are we aging we let our rage discretly turn into shame

Sonic noises, come on

Breathe in silence, come on

Flashing violence, come on

Shattered dreams, come on

Blackbird calling, come on