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Wake up with the fear of God
Inside me each morning
As I open my eyes
To this world without warning
So easy to fall down
So easy to be crushed
As you fight to stand at all
In this never ending rush

The madman looked inside the eyes of the face upon the mirror
"It seems I'm losing my way again" he sighed.
And once again the tell-tale tears begin their journey down
An ever deepening track.

His wife place a hand upon his shoulder.
How over these past few months, he's aged so many years.
He'd give this life to live again.

I thank god for you
Through all the descending scales
The falling skies
So many shades of blue
The warmth you radiate
The path you led me to

I'm thanking god for you

Through these city nightmares you'd walk with me
And we'd talk of it with idealistic assurance
That it wouldn't tear us apart
We'd keep our heads above the blackened water
But there's no room for ideals in this mechanical place
And you're gone now

Through a grimy window that I can't keep clean

I don't need your god.
I don't need your eternal, paternal god.

Don't need your reassuringly protective,
good and evil in perspective god.

Don't need no imported, distorted, inflated, updated holy roller, save
your soul, or anaesthetisingly opiate god.

Blood on the sand
Blood on the hands
of a handful of madman
What a way to see the world
Through the smeared window of a TV-Screen
Technicolor assassinations
assassinations that make me scared and afraid
Afraid of the streets that breed malice and hatred

Suicide is an urban disease
Spread by peolple and places like these
A quick self destruct from the 21st floor
A smell of gas through the kitchen door

A stab in the back from the workers and bosses
They're counting their gains as you count your losses
As you count your losses

As a sleeper in metropolis
You are insignificance
Dreams become entangled in the system

Environment moves over the sleeper:
Conditioned air
Conditions sedated breathing
The sensation of viscose sheets on naked flesh

You are just a tenant here, you say
Living in and out of this life
As cheaply as you can

I sit here in the darkness
Gently
Like an old woman
Thoughts knot and click like brittle bones

The wood burns warm, the house is still.
The music soothes and soon I will
Look for in another, what I found in you
What we had in each other, but you couldn't live through
Old love burns, my body aches
And I'm taking time, for as long as it takes
As the sunset fades and the moonlight breaks
I'll try and put right all my mistakes