#Full Moon

Sitting on a corner all alone,
staring from the bottom of his soul,
watching the night come in from the window

It'll all collapse tonight
the fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health,
understanding so demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane to know

Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields",
he thinks Hunted by his own,
again he feels the moon
rising on the sky

Find a barn which to sleep in,
but can he hide anymore
Someones at the door,
understanding too demanding
Can this be wrong,
it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane again

She should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run way)
Fullmoon is on the sky
and he's not a man anymore
She sees the change in him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what beccame out of her man...
Fullmoon

Swimming across the bay,
the nit is gray, so calm today
She doesn't wanna wait.
"We've gotta make the love complete tonight..."

In the mist of the morning
he cannot fight anymore
Thousands moon or more,
he's been howling
Knock on the door,
and scream that is soon ending
Mess on the floor again...

We should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky
and he's not a man anymore
We see the change in him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what became out of her darling man

See what became out of that man

#Letter to Dana

Dana, my darling,
I'm writing to you.
Cause your father passed away,
it was a beautiful day
And I don't want to bother you anymore,
I used to hope you'd come back
But not anymore Dana.

My eyes might have betrayed me, but I have seen
Your picture on the cover of a filthy magazine
And I think my heart just cannot handle that
Dana, my darling, would be so bad.

Dana my darling
I'm writing to you
Your mother passed away
it was a really rainy day
And I didn't mean to bother you anymore
Your mother wished:
Come visit your faters grave, Dana

Your father disowned you
because you have sinned
But he did forgive you
in condition he was in
And I you won't do
those things anymore
Dana My darling
I'm waiting for

Dana O'Hara oh,
Dana my dear,
How I wish
that my Dana was here
Little Dana O'Hara
decided one day
to travel away,
faraway

No, you can't surprise me anymore
I have seen it all before
But it seems I cannot let you go
Anyhow, Dana, Dana, Dana, Dana

And I think that I told you,
I'd wait for you forever
Now I know
someone else's holding you,
so, for the first time in my life -
I must lie
Lie's a sin,
mess that I am in,
Love is not the thing
I feel know
I promise you: I won't write again
'til the sun sets behind your grave

Dana, oh, Dana
I'm writing to you,
I heard you passed away
it was a beautiful day
I'm old and I feel
time will come for me,
my diarys pages are full of thee

Dana O'Hara oh,
Dana my dear,
How I wish
that my Dana was here
Little Dana O'Hara
decided one day
to travel away,
faraway

#Replica

I'm home again, I won the war,
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of it all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door.
Long ago...

As you can see, when you look at me,
I'm pieces of what I used to be.
It's easier if you don't see me
standing on my own two feet.
I'm taller when I sit here still,
you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steal,
the kind them bullets cannot see

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...

The light is green,
my slate is clean,
new life to fill the hole in me.
I had no name,
last December,
Christmas Eve I can't remember.
I was in a constant pain,
I saw your shadow in a rain.
I painted all your pigeons red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...

Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...

Raising from the place I've been,
and trying to keep my home base clean.
Now I'm here
and won't go back believe.

I fall asleep and dream a dream,
I'm floating in a silent dream.
No one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be,
yeah.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...

#Picturing the Past

In a house where no one never sleeps,
lays a man who sees more with his eyes
Picturing the past before him,
in a bed, alone, with clothes on
Paying for a service he doesn't really need

With his eyes,
he sees more love and lust
more tears,
far too much to handle
Can't tell a soul, not this time,
they'd lock him right up
Too much of burning bushes too much
for his weak soul

In his mind, oh so jaded,
he's gone too far behind
Of all the visions seen,
this one makes him scream
He cannot live neither die
in this world
Burning sensation inside,
you know how that hurts?
Making up for the crimes
of your life
With scythe as your sword,
you must fight
'till the end of time

Don't look behind,
or you will fall through the time
Only time can make
you see behind of the curtain hiding the secret.
Your time is up when you see the light

You can live as a noble man but when time,
You won't be left behind

With the sound of time ringing in his head,
He leaves the house where no-one never sleeps
Job well done knowing that at least one will be pleased

Hiding is always useless,
pictures will fade with time

Seeking for a winner of the day,
prize of life is here
Of all the visions seen
this one makes him scream