Eclipse comes
And we see all the bridges of Venice
All the bridges fall down
The Sun
Meets the moon, and powerless we take part to
This wonderful show
And the open space
Becomes a corridor, long tight and cold
With no chambers or doors
My tears
Fall like rain. I’m a juggler with no hands
I’m a maimed pet
I walk on my feet, the stone is so cold
I walk on my feet, where are my soles?
In Puzzle Town
A maze replaced the streets
We are watching a twilight of an age
Summer comes
And I feel the sunburn on my skin
The sunburn kills me
The horizon
Has no end, please sun falls down
please sun falls down
Oh what a romantic time
My mood is so good! Love seems to flow everywhere,
but not in my veins.
I beg For money
Thrown on a sidewalk of Covent Garden Street
And no one seems to see me
Chorus
What Am I waiting for?
Another shelter
Oh the blind man, he is haunting me Oh the blind man, he is haunting me
Come on, come on, draw a picture of me now Come on, come on, draw a picture of me now
I am not a martyr
What we are is
The blackmail of nature