Syracuse

Summer glistens off your shoulder Can't wait any longer, dreaming of a lover It's too late; nobody at the gate Fire lurking round the place, looking for souls to take Different seasons, seeking shelter From the storm, coming in from the firelight Waning memories, homeless wandering In the city, hiding away from the bright night Coldest mornings, banish all the hate we have Before the dawning of a new day, gets in our way Falling over, broken shadows Hiding from the situation, thoughts you shouldn't say Follow me to the ends of time, you'll be fine, it's just a matter of crime Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality Carry me over to density, hold my hand and you will see Dying hunger, far beyond your wildest dreams Crazy faces, shapes tearing at the seams Darkness rising, high above our expectations Of what we know, don't elevate our generation Follow me to the ends of time, you'll be fine, it's just a matter of crime Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality Carry me over to density, hold my hand and you will see Smooth sailing from horizon, new ways to keep my mind off the hunger Mistaking my desires, take away my sunny liars Making good time all the way, gonna be sundown when we reach the bay Fortify my defenses, I got no other secret senses to keep me company (Fly away, far away, far from, all we know, don't be late, it's just one way) Catch a sliver of hope, it's a new day; all out of soap; opera Soon be thy moment of truth, full marks, you amateur sleuth; Bogart Take it easy, soon enough, you're time will come and you will follow Many perished souls who follow, one ole' single crimson way Follow me to the ends of time, you'll be fine, it's just a matter of crime Calling forth this history, we will live in infamy Syracuse this fantasy, bring me back, to reality Carry me over to density, hold Looks like you're all out of luck, check your pockets; you're missing a buck Better take better care of yourself; you don't be careful, you may need some help You're not alone in this time of sorrow, ask for pleas and will beg to borrow Run yourself with a bow and arrow, shoot through the heart; there will be no tomorrow (Down memory lane, it's always the same)