Tiger rage

Nights in aged satin Could last for ages A field of flourishing bees A dry steppe instead Your arse were still sitting On the worm-eaten stones They were already mourning you A frozen morning instead I was prey to a single dream You in the limelight Caught inside my future dreams I pat you on the back Tiger rage My own tiger rage You had to be seen My half-naked love How to get on with my life Now designed to live Now designed to breath My new life in your being Morning air comes like hailstones Sorrow instead I was prey to a single dream You in the limelight Caught inside my future dreams I pat you on the back I was prey to a single dream You in the limelight Caught inside my future dreams I pat you on the back Tiger rage My own tiger rage Tiger rage My own tiger rage