And a thousand miles behind And I'm one too many mornings Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is a-gettin' dark As the night comes in a-falling The dogs will lose their bark And the silent night will shatter From the thoughts inside my mind

As you run and hide Ashes to ashes, dust to dust All you've feared here, looks you in the eyes We all fall down, skies are falling tonight As your eyes start to bleed You realize it's too late And as your sky starts to fall You realize you're standing

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's

Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching You must be laughing Out on some borderline Some mark of inbetween I lay down golden-in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on

When will you see that you cannot hide from me? Smash down around you Your world come crashing around you I am your nightmares, true scares That dream when you can't stop from falling Can't fight, can't run Can't stop the person you've become I am your

My body tells me no but I won't quit 'Cause I want more 'cause I want more His eyes are open his eyes are open Stop the train is ridin' down to the station Where you lived when we were school kids Hey the rails are caught now And I am falling down fools

Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

No one saved us We're going down In a spiral to the ground No one, No one's gonna save us now Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall? Superstition taking all of us for a ride The bombs are falling overhead with no sight Where you going, To the

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out