Smoke on, my Dear, when Life goes on&on&on&on&out Drink on, my Friend, the Things you hold foul anyway Fix on, my Love, you won't miss anything in there Stare on and watch the absurd Meaning of this all.
Being just a Mirror for the others wistful Thoughts Listening to the Garbage of a Trillion emptied Hearts Understanding without being understood at all & shine, reflect some little Pearls to console & stand, inspect, because Angels never fall.
Dead like an Angel - and Life goes on&on&on&on&out Flee on, sweet Girl, into Delusion's sheltering Veils Drown on & turn, just Fools behold the Spark divine Now say Goodbye, hide on and choke all Love that binds.
Being just a flaming Light to warm up other Souls And their Sins they will forget beneath the deepblue Coat Leading like a Candle until all is burned away & burn & smile 'cause Angels don't cry & drag away 'cause Humans can't fly.
Being just a Windstring-Child so restless drawn to Storms Death grins out from every Pore to guide us People home Eyes so sharp and lucid penetrate each hidden Thought Wings of Freedom bought with Chaos in the Shop of God.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
