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Silver rain s falling over the town
Looks like the angels are pissing on the sly
Lost at the counter, silently raped by the time
I m a stranger in the jungle and the bells ring in the sky
My darling came but she just slowly passed by
She left on the window a misty, pale good bye
Now I m just wondering what is left to be mine
I m a pauper in the jungle and the belss cry in the sky
Please! What s going on here
Langour weaves all over the room
What s real in the web of grey fear?
I m just a man at the table of gloom
A rusty shape is playing a broken guitar
He looks like an angel who came down here to die
On the edge of nothing, where the dawn meets the night
I m a jester in the jungle, and the belss scream in the sky
A numbing chain ties me down to the ground
I feel like a lame bird who s still trying to fly
Just like the wind blows sleepy leaves through the town
I m chased by a nightmare that belss fall from the sky
Please! What s going on here
Langour weaves all over the room
What s real in the web of grey fear?
I m just a man at the table of gloom

Faces all around us frowning
Fighting hard to keep from drowning
Wish we were alone
Wishin´ we could go
Runnin´ for our love
Wishin´s not enough

Got to hideaway

All around us things are crashing
Everywhere there´s red lights flashing...

In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by
In my solitude you taunt me
With memories that never die
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
Nobody could be so sad
With gloom ev rywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I ll soon go mad
In my solitude
I m praying
Dear Lord above
Send...

Let s all pretend that we re stupid and dumb
and that nobody knows where it s all coming from
I ve got a whole lot of questions that I m never gonna ask
I don t want to know what s behind your mask
I...

Cómo me pongo, sin que nadie se entere
cómo me pongo, sin que salga en la tele
como me pongo, siempre dando la brasa
cómo me pongo, hipocresía en casa
¿eh!, mírale, este personajillo
organiza movidas contra la drogadicción
mírale, un yonki reprimido

Forgiveness

Sitting on a bench in an old time station
Waiting for a train to forgiveness
I ve brought no baggage, i ve come here alone
Looking for a way to forgiveness
All these broken pieces of arrows in my side
I thought i could run with them, i know now i can t hide, so
I...