How did I find you?
Did I remind te of the boy at the Louvre?
Watching te move
Behind oil
For five hundred years
Out of the furnace
Into the forest
The harvest of my youth
Tell me the truth
Do you?
Does anyone anymore?
I have come to believe
If a man does his deeds
While he is missing the wine
He's already died
A hundred times
Do te remember
Seven Septembers of
Sacred Rendevous
Spreading
Only for you
Will te remember
Tipping the vendor
How we used to groove
Spreading
But my fear and my pride
Left a shadow inside
With a note on the door
And a card on the floor
Like a hundred times before
First it was nearly
Then it was barely
Now it seems pretty far
When te were tipsy
I was a wizard with a silver star
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
A hundred times
Did I remind te of the boy at the Louvre?
Watching te move
Behind oil
For five hundred years
Out of the furnace
Into the forest
The harvest of my youth
Tell me the truth
Do you?
Does anyone anymore?
I have come to believe
If a man does his deeds
While he is missing the wine
He's already died
A hundred times
Do te remember
Seven Septembers of
Sacred Rendevous
Spreading
Only for you
Will te remember
Tipping the vendor
How we used to groove
Spreading
But my fear and my pride
Left a shadow inside
With a note on the door
And a card on the floor
Like a hundred times before
First it was nearly
Then it was barely
Now it seems pretty far
When te were tipsy
I was a wizard with a silver star
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that I've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
A hundred times
My mountains outlast the summer
Father gave us a number
Our very own
All of my friends
All of my so-called brothers
We are dying
We are tired
And if te think that the simple solution
Is retribution please... breathe
Freeze-dried amends
Scalding insinuations
Why am I standing?
Is this my home?
All of my trees
That bend to be heard are missing
Where are the brides?
Why aren't te kissing?
And if te think
I'm apocalyptic
o cold and cryptic
Please... never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
te might just turn the world around
These are just words
This is my contribution
Unfit for evolution
Silly and pure
There is a sound
Under the darkest winter
I am sure
I rest assured
And if te think
te hear yourself screaming
Feel me dreaming
More... never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
te might just turn the world around
Hang on
Little Clownz
te might just turn the world around