I Want More From You Than You Can Hide Beneath The Floor

Looking back in retrospect, did you ever get what you'd expect? Trying to justify, find out from where it came. The Devil was your angel, but it's not no more. The Devil was your angel when you weren't sure.

Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors? Just to put a face to the voice who chimes 'Who's home?'. To fight for what's precious, to know what's under the floor; To treat it so good, I swear, I'd never want for more.

When I found my peace there were still mistakes, however painfully aware in every step I take. Trying to rectify, got lost along the way. Well I've been trying to justify, find out from where it came. The Devil was my angel, but now I'm just not sure. Trouble was my angel, where there's always more.

I'm going to take it back down. I will feel no shame. I'm going to take it right down and I'll take the blame until my dreams are all here again ...

Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure. With trouble as my angel, there's always more. Maybe you're an angel. Try to remember you're an angel. Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure.

Sick of Triangles

The weather vane sings lullabies in the middle of the night when you're not here. It wants to believe in something pure and true, but its song is simply ignored. The growing doubt is an enemy within.

I hope they tear it off the roof soon.

Don’t-Dream-It’s-Over

Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when you’re feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again

It doesn’t pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain

Blood dries up
Like rain
I fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day

Featuring That Guy From Placebo

and when we leave this place forever * and we're floating round in space * take the easy way to heaven * with a smile upon your face * you're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram

In Days Gone By, There Was A King

Like flowers in the wake
I'm twisted-up inside
I'll never be the same

I hear the same old line
You played me for a fool
You've really hurt my pride

A fool for love
and all it brings.

Hypnotist

The sun eclipsed behind a cloud.

Nicolette

I try to believe what I feel these days
It makes life much easier for me
It's hard to decide what is real these days
When things look so dizzy to me

I already know my children's-children's faces
Voices that I've heard before
There's always more

Wandering, leaving the sea behind
To my home which everybody owns
Wandering
Where we can do what we please

I feel like a thousand years have passed
I'm younger than I used to be
I feel like the world is my home at last
I know everyone that I meet

Somewhere in the music I can hear the bells
I heard a thousand years before
There's always more

Wandering, is this there all there is
Since I was, since I began to be
Wandering
Where we can do what we please