elvis is alive man, we’re dead.

and so she woke up
she woke up from where she was
lying still
said i - i gotta do something
about where i’m goingstep on a steam train
step out of the driving rain, maybe
run from the darkness in the night
singing …
ha halalaladeday
halalaladeday
halaladeday

sweet the sin
bitter taste in my mouth
i see seven towers
i only see one way out

you got to cry without weeping
talk without speaking
and scream without raising your voice

you know i took the poison
from the poison stream
then i floated out of here
singing …
hahalaladeday
halalaladeday
halaladeday

she runs through the streets
with her eyes painted red
under a black belly of cloud in the rain
in through a doorway she brings me
white gold and pearls stolen from the sea
she is raging
she is raging
and the storm blows up in her eyes
she will …

suffer the needle chill
she’s runinng to stand
still.

halle // hallelujah
halle // hallelujah
halle // halle // hallelujah
halle // halle // hallelujah

currently playing: u2 // running to stand still // outside broadcast

siehe auch:
regenfehlend.  • closeawaysofa.  • wayward heart.  • asking for your voice.  • ephesian.  • canyougetexcitedchurch.  • yhwh.

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