Foggy, through the lights
Such a fuzzy, hazy place
Oh we're all just cursed and lost, and living a lie, and when it comes to you, I can’t even
Confusion, everywhere
Don’t think about it, don't you stare
We all just go along, as if we have a clue, but everywhere we go we’re just laughing, 
At you. Laughing at you, boy.
Waiting, in the line
This is taking, up my time
We all look over there, and see that Mandalay, and look up in the air, and see the sky looks cloudy and
Walking, don’t know where
Can’t think about it, I just don’t care
We all just go along, as if we have a clue, but everywhere we go we’re just laughing, 
At you. Laughing at you, boy.
We all just go along, as if we have a clue, but everywhere we go we’re just laughing, 
At you. Laughing at you, boy.

Laughing At You

Twisting and reeling
Chasing a feeling
Your pure beauty calls me
Faceless and ghostly
.
Try to reach my hand to you
You drift away just as I do
Falling like a shooting star
I always wonder who you are
.
Feels like I’m dreaming
Time has no meaning
Are you reaching for me?
You spin away so quickly

Doves

Trying to get to know you, suddenly had a breakthrough,
No more fake guarantee, twisted reality, 
Flickering sideways glances, we both need those second chances, 
Keeping your eyes on me, wondering what you see. 

Then it seemed everything, but in the grand scheme of things, 
It’s a blink in the eye of the sun. 
Then one night in June, when you’re barking at the moon, 
there’s a shape in the broken glass. 

Why did you watch, did you watch through the window? Why did you watch, did you watch through the window? 
They don’t want you, no, they want you to go, they don’t want you, no. 
Why did you watch, put your watch through the window? Why did you watch, put your watch through the window? 
I don’t think that they will want you to stay, at least not today. 

Sweep up the glass from the window, is when I heard you, speaking on the phone. 
“It’s me and it’s happened again, mum, come and get me before the police come.”
Thinking of ways to keep you near, at least ‘till the glazer can get here, 
How could this happen to me? I really need a nice cup of tea. 

Then it seemed everything, but in the grand scheme of things, 
It’s a blink in the eye of the sun. 
Then one night in June, when you’re barking at the moon, 
there’s a shape in the broken glass. 

Why did you watch, did you watch through the window? Why did you watch, did you watch through the window? 
They don’t want you, no, they want you to go, they don’t want you, no. 
Why did you watch, put your watch through the window? Why did you watch, put your watch through the window? 
I don’t think that they will want you to stay, at least not today.

Watch Through The Window

Incoherent raving multicoloured on the walls
Cries for help that no-one hears above their own fall
Stained grey stones and broken bones, ignore every shout
Shuttered lives, sharpened knives, where’s the way out?

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

Peeling paint, a silent taint, behind every door
Stumbling round in broken shells, can’t fight any more
Walking past, broken glass, the shards in my mind
Black marks from my boots upon the pavement left behind

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

This Is Not A Drill

Will they, or won’t they? What did you take from it?
Do say, or don’t say, but get it out the way. 
Maybe, just maybe, you keep me hanging on, 
Don’t take this the wrong way, but even we can see it, clear as day…

But it’s the same thing that happens every day, 
All the time they’re edging closer, then they back away,
Just a little step from going all the way,
Will they or won’t they? 

Will they or won’t they? You aren’t the only one
My way or the highway, the same as anyone
More luck than yesterday? Nothing to come undone
Who labelled us this way? Our time has just begun…

They’re drawn closer together, then they pull away, 
They’re thinking the same things, but feeling scared to say,
But they’re both afraid to take a step away, 
Will they or won’t they? 

Will they or won’t they, at the same time,
Walk through the doorway, I’m getting sick and tired
Will they or won’t they, no there’s nothing else
Prices we won’t pay, [or will we?]

But it’s the same thing that happens every day, 
All the time they’re edging closer, then they back away,
Just a little step from going all the way,
Will they or won’t they?

Will They Or Won't They

Chorus

And you knew there were no roads only a maze
Of all that you were not and could and should have been
They looked for you in the café, cemetery and church
They could not find you and we still have not found you yet

Verse 1

Death is forever and we sing to you with words
That moan and remember
A sad breeze
(Viento del oeste)

Verse 2

Let it be known that you have never truly died
You are the west wind
The shadow of our tears
(Sombra de lagrimas)

Verse 3

We have a thirst for newborn souls and laughter
Thirsty for new songs
That go to the soul
(Conciencia profunda)

Prechorus 1

Behind your eyes
Hermetic song
Breaks open seedlings
(Almanecer de flores)

Chorus repeat

Solo

Verse 4

You said things that go away never return
We respectfully disagree
Sing your restless wait
(Deseo anhelo)

Prechorus 2

Light that blinds
Arc of cry
Impossible to silence

Chorus repeat

Viento del Oeste

Ooh Ooh Ooh that smell
The smell of death around you
Ooh a second helping at the Golden Corral
The smell of death around you
Ooh Ooh that's a very long buffet
Too much Coke too much Pepsi
Ooh Ooh that smell

That Smell - A Second Helping At The Golden Corral

Grinding brakes
Moonrunner
The undertaker takes the Moonrunner
Off the page
Moonrunner flies

The Moonrunner

The princess was a pea 
And the duchess was a flea
Last time around
So, maybe you’ll think of me
In the next life
As a mediocre royalty
Cause the princess was a pea
And the duchess was a flea
Last time around

That Smell - A Second Helping At The Golden Corral

Knifer Clown