Teksty:
Torn Apart Running Out

Siberia goes through the motions. Hold out and hold up; Hold down the window. Outbound, river, Hold out the morning that comes into view. Bluetail, tailfly. River running

each time I feel like running I come running home to you, yeah Oh, we were a little bit crazy then All heaven broke loose It hit me like a shot right out

of the moon, the chambers of the heart The ebb and dart of small gray Spiders spinning in the dark In spite of all the times the web is torn apart And

your scent, sending shivers down my spine And I just love the way you're running out of life Woah, my baby, how beautiful you are And, woah, my darling, completely torn apart

out there somewhere Far in Avalon Where are you that for I dare? Scratching at doors of hearts Not even close to what I wish Too many times torn apart

watch your mouth hold your tounge boy because you're running out of breath running out of time before every careless word that you utter renders you utterly

Joaquin: It's seven and a half sharp this things about to start My whole crew's being torn apart By a spark of the greed 'cause everybody needs And if

I have kept talking, not a soul is listening but me, starving inside, dreaming of life. Is my soul at a restingpoint? Feels like I'm being torn apart

just once To see you in the light But you hide behind The color of the night I can't go on running from the past Love has torn away this mask And now