Oh angel break this lucid strand
I´m shaking like a hologram
Just need me like you held me once before
I feel the fibres of your dreams
They shimmer sidewards and in between
the hurting hours I´m right back at the door
it´s insane
But Walls come down
I´m here waiting for my resurrection
You´re so clean yet so grey
Walls come down
like the Harmony of Imperfection
Breathe the moonlight in and pray
They chase me down the mountain face
with sabres drawn and eyes ablze
Awake again? but the night has lost it´s glow
It´s constant delibertaion
Is emotion mutilation?
The scalped falls, the only words are "No!"
But Walls come down
I´m here contemplating all creation
You´re so clean yet so grey
All I need
is a little more than confirmation
that "everything is better in the day"
Oh angel we could steal the morning
Keep it bound and gagged from
calling out the insults in it´s muted score
Is this only desperation?
to want to share this deprivation
What am I waiting for?
But Walls come down
I´m here waiting for my resurrection
You´re so clean yet so grey
I believe
in the Trinity and the great commission
Walk that rocky narrow way
Walls come down
like the Harmony of Imperfection
Breathe the moonlight and pray
All I need
is a little more than confirmation
that "everything is better in the day"
I´m shaking like a hologram
Just need me like you held me once before
I feel the fibres of your dreams
They shimmer sidewards and in between
the hurting hours I´m right back at the door
it´s insane
But Walls come down
I´m here waiting for my resurrection
You´re so clean yet so grey
Walls come down
like the Harmony of Imperfection
Breathe the moonlight in and pray
They chase me down the mountain face
with sabres drawn and eyes ablze
Awake again? but the night has lost it´s glow
It´s constant delibertaion
Is emotion mutilation?
The scalped falls, the only words are "No!"
But Walls come down
I´m here contemplating all creation
You´re so clean yet so grey
All I need
is a little more than confirmation
that "everything is better in the day"
Oh angel we could steal the morning
Keep it bound and gagged from
calling out the insults in it´s muted score
Is this only desperation?
to want to share this deprivation
What am I waiting for?
But Walls come down
I´m here waiting for my resurrection
You´re so clean yet so grey
I believe
in the Trinity and the great commission
Walk that rocky narrow way
Walls come down
like the Harmony of Imperfection
Breathe the moonlight and pray
All I need
is a little more than confirmation
that "everything is better in the day"