The Drawback (All Of This For You) I've seen the troubles and the evils, of this world. I've seen the stretches between, godliness and sin. I've had the promise and confessions, of true faith, And the hypocrisy that always lies within, And they left it for you - all of this for you, all of this for you. I've seen the products, and the other world of waste. I've seen the colour of corruption, deep within, I've seen them lose themselves, in dignity and taste, To see in black and white and through, to black again. And they left it all for you - all of this for you, all of this for you. And they left it for you - all of this for you. And they left it for you - everything for you. I've seen the troubles and the evils, of this world, I've seen the ones who can succeed, but always lose, I've seen what's left, of poor technology and work, And watched them dying as they, leave their ship of fools. And they left it for you - all of this for you.
Scratching out atrocity, Splintered in the sand, In a deathshroud looking back, Walking hand in hand. Draw the lines onto your face, To make it look brand new, Nothing here will fit in place, To screen the likes of you. Stranded in hostility, Buried further down, Waiting in a churchyard, For the sons to come around, Burning down conventions now, To give me all the proof, Nothing here will hold somehow, To give a glimpse of truth. Searching for some other life, To hide behind your door, On a strange wave plunging down, With hopes for little more, Someone might have changed somewhere, To bring us into line, All so near to hit and run, To cut the gaps in time. Waiting for the cold to come, To face one final stand, Viewing scenes in black and white, Walking hand in hand, Reaching from the distance, To find some strength again.
On the wasteline, Heartbreak, mainline, In a hurry to get somewhere. Divorced from what's real so early. All a waste of nothing really. Arrive too late - don't you know you're out of touch? Pass the dateline, All on your time. In a hurry to get something. Staring at your own two faces, Feeding off your private crazes. You're out on you're own - out - out of touch. Nervous feeling, No scene stealing, Can you reach the outer limits? Stuck inside your pen too long, Forgotten moves where you went wrong. You've lost the feeling, now you're out of touch. Empty station, Too long waiting, In a hurry to get somewhere, Divorced from everything so early, All a waste of nothing really, You were never there always out of touch.
Destinations always change, It could be hours, It seems like days, Wait around as though nothing's wrong, But heaven knows we've tried so long, To do the final breakthrough. A choice of gifts, With cards to deal, A narrow table, Legs of steel, A window seat with views the game, All down the line we play the game, For two, now we are two. Destinations never change, It seems as though we're days away, And all the points that lead us to, We never stop, just pass on thru' again, Do it again.
Moving on out in a new line, Setting our course by the sun, Leaving the shoreline behind us, We're drifting apart while we run. Wheels are in motion above us, Metal and power in disguise, Scared of the danger around us, We're drowning in our paradise. Wreckage and gold on the sea bed, Souls we could never reclaim, Grey are the skies that surround us, Forcing us farther away. Moving on out in a new line, Setting our course by the sun, Leaving it all way behind us, We're drifting apart as we run.
Sure I'll see you drown, You do for me, I did for you, You're on the rim of wheels that turn In ignorance, no way to learn. Cure just takes you down, Not down for good, that's understood, Lights on green, borrowed times, It's just the same, a different name. Conditioned - you, Conditioned - me, No way out that I can see, Conditioned - you, Conditioned - me, Who selects your destiny? Just who's in the chair, To think for me to make me care - Turn down the TV, Turn down my pulse, Control my heart, The sound's too much.
Just watchin' you - Tearing strips off just for fun to get a better fit. All eyes on you - sex induced, the labour proves, Just watching every drip, Waiting for you - brought us out to close all doors with broken laws - your laws don't fit. It's all so coldly logical without a trace of fear, Intentions, mask indifference, built up throughout the years. Not televised, conceals the motives, Not waiting for ease, Till the cancer grows, Replacing hope and you are the disease. Just watchin' you - Some minor accident - An instant eyes turns blind, All eyes in you - Just some kind of accident, In God's name, left behind, Waiting for you - Destroying gains, All lost in vain, but kept in mind - you're way behind. Some stranger strocity commit in silence now, Not in these times, another world, but it's so close somehow, A shattered nerve, for those who serve, the reason lost its way. In streets of fear and all those here, the internees of hate. Just watchin' you - tearing strips off just for fun to get a better fit, All eyes on you - broken causes, no one knows the real cause, you're it. Waiting for you - ultimatum, change it soon don't cling to every bit - it just won't fit.
He desires love, in some special way, Against all perversion, Fed with fruits of decay. He remembers, How the guilty have seen, All the pure but selfish, Buried deep in his dreams. He sees a vision in the sky, Looking down at him, Calling him by name. Yeah he sees faces from yesterday, Of what might have been, But the past must still remain. He desires love, Not some perfect affair, In hotels of steel and glass, Just to cross on the stairs, But he can still see, All the angels in time, As his dreams of ecstasy, Turned to nightmares of crime. He sees a vision in the sky, Looking down at him, How the past will still remain. Yeah he sees a vision in the sky, Staring down at him, He'll always see the same. Sure I'll see you down, You do for me I did for you, Cure just takes you down, We're down for good that's understood.
I can see a thousand wills just bending in the night. And all the pretty faces painted grey to match the sky, From a distance seeing friends just washed up on the shore, A picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm. In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime. I can hear the voices lost in echoes as they build, New homes to hide the sadness that the search for more had killed, From a by road seeing friends just washed up on the shore. Picture in my mind of what's to come before the storm. In time, we don't belong in our own lifetime. I can feel an emptiness and see heads held in shame, Trapped inside a legacy of everyone to blame. In the distance see myself just washed up on the store, A picture in my mind of what will come before the storm. In time, we don't belong to our own lifetime. We won't crawl and never show our faces, We'll stand firm and never show the traces, Of the fear we knew but always could disguise, Of this sinking feeling hid behind our eyes.
In the back of my mind, All I feel is mistrust, In the back of my mind, All I see is the dirt, Segregation of thoughts, Ideals turn to dust. Where some houses once stood, Stands a man with a gun, In some neighbourhood, A father hangs up his son, In the back of my mind.
Don't think I'd have stayed just for one more day, It seems so much like home, No room to go astray, Don't think I could watch - with mindless, empty tasks, Intake moving in, forced to walk a lonely path. Pictures all around, of how good a life should be, A model for the rest, That bred insecurity, I walked a jagged line and then came back for more, It's always in my mind, An institution with no law.
We won't forget you on the day of the lords, When our hearts stopped, When we put up the boards, To relax from all this sickness of words, To escape from the collapse of our worlds. We won't forget you, though in violence you go, As the wheels turned in the theatres below, An escape from the ends never met, In apartments with the lives not formed yet. You never really understood, You never tried to change our minds, As long as you were in control, As long as we could spare the time, And 'cause you needed to win on the day of the lords. We won't forget you on the day of the lords, In a new town, just clutching at straws, With the door shut, now the running had ended, And a last thought of the chances surrendered.
We resist all of times mutations, And lose our hands for all lost creations, We left holes in the best laid plans, And registered every inward glance. For all mysteries never seen and never revealed, And the memories, always tired and never too real, Yeah, the memories down on the paper cease to exist, To uncover all true feelings inside just too much to risk. We made out down the roads to nowhere, And lost all purpose in the rush to get there, From broken homes built on dust and ashes, That marked the spots of last years crashes. For all mysteries never seen and never revealed, And the memories, always hazy, never too real, Yeay, the memories of a future everyone shared, But when the time came, looking over our shoulders, Nobody cared.
I walked out and I thought for a time I could see No defence, and I thought for a while you were me, We were wrong, In our time, Always down, Out of line. I relaxed from the days filled with blood sport in vain, And returned with the knowledge that we're two the same, Two in Hell, Two set free, Too alike, You to me. And we watched everything pass us by in due course, Always tied by a mutual feeling that lost, We were two, Two in Hell, Two set free, Known too well.
Searching for some other way, To bring some small relief, Never to be satisfied, And snatch at all beliefs. Didn't have the energy, To make up for my part, Everything seemed easy but I didn't have the heart. Things that on the surface, Seemed so very much the same, But once you've made the move, So long nothing else remains. So afraid to make a break, For fear of what I'd do, It can cause repressive treatment, When they put the blame on you. I know now just where I stand, These thoughts will never cross, Victim of security, Hoping to get lost. But you've worked the whole machine, And never missed out much, Still staring in the mirror, Trying so hard not to push. Put you on a wooden cross, Nailed reasons to your hands, Covered in self-pity, Maybe now you'll understand.
Faces pressed flat against glass windows, Ten men in a room for two, Censorship stops here, No isolation, Only detoxification. Abnormal relationships formed, In corners and on floors, Breathless, breeding and cramped on all fours No view, no sense of time. It was a strange way to go.
Edging towards, a child you may keep, Retreading the boards pretty young thing You'll get your reward, Permission to speak A place for yourself, A garden with swings, Handwritten cards do nothing to ease, To burden Where is my release, Face up to them all, As they sway side to side, They put me on show, Disgusts and rewinds, To take life away Was life really there, No sound, no
Avenues all lined with trees, Edens garden left for thieves, I looked upon an empty stage, Where all the young men once had played. Inroads leading on and on, Filled with strangers every one, The arrived and here to stay, Look then turn their heads away. Buildings torn down to the ground, Replaced by new ones thought more sound, And as torches glor right thru' the night, A sacrifice for all that's right. I looked ahead an empty space, A lifetimes erased, and on the reverse... hanging from trees by their necks typecast forgotten young saviours lost by their own grace and favours hinder the paths of
Door slides upon, Johnny laughs A view from above Sticks his head Out of the window and dries his eyes I remember a winter sometime ago, Angular patterns formed deep in the ground Where someone once stood White on black, White on whitem Echoed voices bouncing off the buildings around. A ramp to the trees and trees all around, I remember a tear, frozen white on white, I remember nothing. A grey saloon, Johnny sighs, Winds down the window and stares at the road. Some things never make sense, A fear of stepping out, Crouches shivering in the corner, blanket round your shoulder, Hot then cold, cold then warm, pulse is racing, slowly racing - stopped. I remember nights spent listening to until dawn, I remember nothing. Door slowly opens, Johnny sits on his bed, Lays down and dies.
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