People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?
He said his name was Columbus;
I just said, "Good luck."
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed;
Dignity never been photographed
it is not he or she or them or it;
That you belong to.
Everything passes,;
Everything changes,;
Just do what you think you should do.
Somebody's got to find your trail,;
I guess it must be up to me.
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.;
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
And the words that are used;
For to get the ship confused;
Will not be understood as they're spoken.
All the tired horses in the sun;
How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,;
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,;
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect
your pleasure knows no limits
