This time no And my head told my heart Let love grow But my heart told my head As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night? For

Through the eyes of the dead The murder, murder Murder, murder For once in this life You'll see through these eyes Black wings spread their ebony quills Bloody nails the hand that wills Wind is at our backs Now the crows attack

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to

Glassy eyed light of day And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads I don't really care I feel this often, go Hey it's me I just got off the train A frightening place Their faces are concrete grey

What is this feeling So sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid eyes on you My pulse is rushing My head is reeling Does it have a name? Unadulterated loathing There's a strange exhilaration

Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try

Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon And hang 'em high He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

From this horrible dream! Somebody wake me! Somebody save me! From this terror I feel! With every gasp My head hurts like hell Can't open my eyes My clothes are all wet And I'm freezing right through

They see you blinded us, reminded us of all that's ugly You'll find me screaming at the sun And if you let it in, the predator will leave you bloody It singes my eyes The plan I devise, in this chess game to shatter the crook And now the queen takes the

Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head But the fool on the hill See the world spinning round Day after day Alone on a hill The man with the foolish grin Is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him