le voyage dans la lune
watched it fade out of view
like a child I saw you  

le voyage dans la lune
over wasteland as grotesque as the man
who reaped the devil’s seed

all these years as patrons of peace  
i too was bloody from knee down  

le voyage dans la lune
watch the little things that once were so big
so small from the moon

le voyage dans la lune
i remember singing the song close to you
we sat close to passing trains

o’, to be a man of choice
o’, to be a man on the moon
o’, to be a child.

said you’d take the early morning train
i woke up to a note written in black that day
it said you were a wilting flower in the vase
and that the spring took you away from us

as I watched the hands move on the clock
i rememeber feeling like they didn’t move at all
time unraveled like a languid snake that day
nailed to the cross you seemed to glance at us  

john, let me dry the tears from your eyes
let me dry the tears from your eyes
in those eyes you are alive

if you’re gonna handle it this way then how long do you plan to stand on the fire escape?
would you stage another version of your play before you stood infront of us as John?

do you remember when you wrote that love grew stronger when psychosis rendered it crucial?
don’t you think it’s strange that all the lines seem to erase each other?
is it someone else who’s talking?
is it someone else who’s talking?

john, let me dry the tears from your eyes
let me dry the tears from your eyes
john, I can see that you are alive
in those eyes you are alive

they’re lying to you
they’re lying to you
don’t let them fool you
don’t let them fool you
i hear the disarmed demon  
whispering that I am falling
whispering that I am dying
whispering that I’m just like them
they’re going to ruin you
they’re going to ruin you
how precious are you?
how precious are you?
i hear the disarmed demon
whispering that I am falling
whispering that I am dying
whispering that I’m just like them
i hear the fallen angel
cursing the word of Daniel
cursing the word of Samuel  
cursing the air i’m breathing

when I’ve counted to five we’ll blow our fucking brains out
i’ll look into your eyes and you will look into mine
just jump through the window
he’ll greet you with a big smile
you’ll see him in your mind’s eye the moment that you catch flight  
he’ll take us there by car
it will be a day’s drive
i’ll hold you in my arms and we’ll both know that it’s time
i’ll tell you that you are the biggest love of my life
then he will drop us off by the cliff

for everything we’ll never become  
for everything we should have done
for everyone who doubted our love
for everyone who lived longer than us

we’ve finally arrived
to look death in its eye is scary but so is life
can you see the big sky?
it’s opened up for us tonight
it’s black as the widow that’s climbed into both our lives
remember what I said
that life paints everything red
well we’re already dying
well we’re already dying

do you remember the time when I told you that we both would die before we turned 25?
i knew it would be
i knew it would be
i knew that it would be.

Grace stood before the women and men   
Who once had believed her intentions were good
And as the snow formed a transient coat
Grace found herself as a fugitive  

She found herself alone in the town
That once seemed to have a wonderful charm
The people that seemed so gentle at first
Had all found a way to reprove her

As if for a storm they waited for them
To rid of the burden her presence had been  
A stillness of sorts took over the town
The last days before she would be driven out

And on the night that they came for her
They all formed a crowd around Grace’s house
And in the blaze she saw through their guise
And during this change she made up her mind

They were at her mercy then
The guns pointed right at them
She once would have talked to them
Like good-hearted citizens

And as she left the town she once loved
The people were scattered like leaves on the ground
And just as the love she had for this town
So were the trees that burned to the ground 

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