Walking Away
Fear, fear
Down & up, she fills the cup
With the world as we bleed
Fear after fear, the road seems to clear
The fog of doubt disappears
The shameless free, drink from the sea
Of endless opportunity
Chore after chore, the elements swore
Left a fire and feelings to pour
The senseless few, unmoved in a slew
Don't know the mystery, only the clue
Joy after joy, the infinite toy
Comes from a fertile soil
Pillion patience, amok in the storm
Feats blooms, an original form
Fear, fear
Down & up, she fills the cup
With the world as we bleed
Fear after fear, the road seems to clear
The fog of doubt disappears
The shameless free, drink from the sea
Of endless opportunity
Chore after chore, the elements swore
Left a fire and feelings to pour
The senseless few, unmoved in a slew
Don't know the mystery, only the clue
Joy after joy, the infinite toy
Comes from a fertile soil
Pillion patience, amok in the storm
Feats blooms, an original form
Fear, fear
5 Oclock in the Morning
A lost weekend, no beginning, no end
Were you walking, was I running
Is it here, or is it coming soon
Thanks a lot
Oh, I wish you well
Friends or lovers, who can tell
When the dust finally has settled
Will I be left with roses or with nettles
Oh, whatever happened on that lost weekend
A lost weekend, no beginning, no end
Are we the rust upon the metal
Or the ghosts of folks who never settled down
Thanks a lot
Lost in heaven, lost in hell
Only time will tell
When the book finally is written
Just our luck, the last page will be missing
Oh, whatever happened on that lost weekend