I'm standing still on edge, floating above a wild river. Now i'm sitting on the coldest edge of a leaf, still floating above a wild river once more; I felt like dancing, dancing and blowing on , blowing on an invisible future away. The river went on and i stopped by a city, many hands were grabbing my boat, and loving eyes of neon comforting a choice that was not meant to be. Years went by before i realised it hasn't forgive anyone and it won't forgive me. My steps will be forgotten, my dreams will be forgotten and my friends too, Neon Hearted city, Neon Hearted city yours too.

They thought they could find a shelter, No roads, no rooms were safe anymore They feared they could not love again They should have been home, but they were already all tied up. They should have been home, but they could not recognize any places. They should have been home, but they were already all tied up. They should have been home, but they could not recognize their own faces anymore. It is never that simple In hell you could be a song Lovers sing out of tune I think you know their reasons Their memories were wearing your clothes, their fingers could still feel your skin. Their bodies were anchors on the ground, their friends could not rise them up again. They felt like babies in your arms, cause you hide a monster inside And they were fools to love you but you never really cared ( for them) It is never that simple In hell you could be a song Lovers sing out of tune I think you know their reasons

Our hearts hardly sleep off their drugs Our mind wonders how can we get away with that Is it still alright to have a heart of one's own I followed the lights and it was cold outside When i got to the party they forced me to dance I didn't came here for fun i do not just hang around I came with the greatest reasons I don't smile on command I probably came for Our hearts hardly sleep off their drugs Our mind wonders how can we get away with that Is it still alright to have a heart of one's own I know it's the wrong place but where else can you be found People are pushing me i don't wanna learn their moves anymore I'll do my weeping willow stand and i'll try to fight my way out I'll check at every corners first like i've been looking for something good for me And i finally could see you, it was like i never saw you You were smiling at the wrong person i came here on my own and you know me as far Our hearts hardly sleep off their drugs Our mind wonders how can we get away with that, Is it still alright to have a heart of one's own

Down on the hill while women and children were sleeping Callous hands were busy building a wall They thought they could not be seen, nimble and silent The clock was running, hammers striking The voiceless blindly follows the orders Whatever you would do the priest and the devil will make your troubles double Whatever they would say the priest and the devil will make your trouble triple Hanging on the lonely scream of night Sealing up their fate and the exit They worked off their faith so hard rewardless but committed The clock was running hammers striking Doubtlessly for the greater good Whatever you would do the priest and the devil will make your troubles double Whatever they would say the priest and the devil will make your trouble triple Long life they'll live in their square city cell Hail the devil Hail the priest Hail the others in Hell

She wakes up every morning with the same strange feeling, she tries to get up but she couldn't find her feet. In her room all her posters are smiling down at her, tryin' to cheer her up as if they knew how hard life can be some day. And she crawls down from her bed to her mirror again "get ready little girl, put on your high heels and walk into this world". She's on her way Then she strode downstairs to the kitchen and smile to her mother, through her mother's eyes she the must beautiful child ever First fight of the day starts as she sits right next to her father, he's carefully reading news papers and a headline about a damn lost Astronaut i'll give you mine, you can write it in red, "daddy's little boy ain't a little boy no more". She's on her way She left no letter on her desk / She thought every one would understand On her way to the Lake Eerie, where otherboys bring their girlfriends on sunnydays On her way to the Lake Eerie, where married fishermen drawn their pain away within their bodies

Making your way south on the road, making your way far from your home The light and the land seemed friendly weird, and the wind was blowing in opposite directions. She wanted to dance like a bird on a fence, hoping around sharp metal spikes. She wanted to know how this feeling could grow and finally blossom on unexpected grounds. She liked to leave what she was use to, she liked to leave her troubles aside With couple of friends for a couple of days, she made up her mind and clear her way. She wanted to dance like a bird on a fence, hoping around sharp metal spikes. She wanted to know how this feeling could grow and finally blossom on unexpected grounds. She threw her body in the fire of their hearts and it was getting worst everyday and everynight The scars on her eyes bleed cause she tried so hard to keep them close and pretend .... that we never ... never... love

Took my time on my way to the big city, (didn't) think my grief would be buried that easily Forgetting it won't last long 'till my will will caught me up while on the road My eyes on things in which i can recognize myself, my mind is busy on a self destruction process Let's admit it won't last long 'till my will will caught me up while on the road. BEFORE Time will change the setting ENCORE You'd rather be drinking AGAIN Find yourself nighttime places I THOUGHT YOU KNEW And i was being told When i'm searching, when i'm searching for love I'll also find myself searching Daydreaming at night feels way much better than facing the facts and bigcity'scuriousweather. (There) comes a lovely caring spanish girl that took my away from my previous self. Love's a weird world in which i will have to live in for a little while. Took my time on my way to the big city, (didn't) think my grief would buried that easily Forgetting it won't last long and my will will caught me up while on the road BEFORE Time will change the setting ENCORE I'd rather be drinking AGAIN Find myself nighttime places I THOUGHT YOU KNEW And i was being told When i'm searching, when i'm searching for love I'll also find myself searching Daydreaming at night feels way much better than facing the facts and bigcity'scuriousweather. ..... When i'm holding someone.... I believe in .... Keep him in my arms, try to make it clear That i'm holding someone.... I believe in .... Keep him in my arms, try to make it clear ..... Hanna Lee's coming back to town was not really what she wanted. Never cared for what she could find, she came back for the money. Looking forward to making her dreams come true. She's not into things she wanted to live, nor time, no places no goals. Looking forward to making her dreams come true. It's half past eleven, she's getting out of the bar to light up quietly a cigarette in the fresh air of night. After a minute or two, she would spy back inside and catch glimpses of conversations. Behind unreliable husbands belching their grievances over the shattered dreams of a cheerleader. Hanna Lee, downtown late at night moving your shades slightly. Hanna Lee, will you tell them the truth to put an end to their stories, or should i ... And that night, not that long ago, they swear they might have seen her. She was carrying a box with somethings written on it, processed toward her car and wave them goodbye gently Now she is driving herself away to a distant love as fast as she can She is driving herself away to a distant dream. Hanna Lee, downtown late at night moving your shades slightly. Hanna Lee, will you tell them the truth to put an end to their stories, or should i ...

Down to the 5th on Helena Drive, where palm tree branches were blocking the sight Of unperfect places and unperfect lifes, When i woke up that morning nothing seems to be satisfying. I can see no signs of alteration, i've been drinking but the pain won't go. I can see no signs, no changes, down on the road the dead dog's still laughing. I'll reach the city, try to talk to you honey, wait till night comes but the pain won't go. I've been to the country side, watched the ocean for a while, got lost on Silver Creek but the pain won't go. And i tried to wake up mornings with dreams in my eyes melting up with the sky and dead dog dreams. Let the man alone in his room with a rope, standing still in front of a door forever closed. Some are here to get born, others there to get dead, When i woke up at night nothing seems to be satisfying at all ... I can see no signs of alteration, i've been drinking but the pain won't go. I can see no signs, no changes, down on the gutter the dead dog's still dreaming. I'll be a rich man, get a new place in Berlin, but i'll be lying and the pain won't go. I'll make up my mind, I'll be the american dream, already pictured myself but the pain won't go. And i tried to wake up mornings with dreams in my eyes melting up with the sky and dead dog dreams, melting up in the sky with dead dog dreams And the possibility of a new kind of home, and the possibility of different forms of love, as long as you are near i know you will