When I was younger
I used to believe
That peace was an outstretched hand we follow
Or an ace stashed up the sleeve every
Night alone spent someplace far away
God had other reasons for the blood that he left running through your veins
Didn't you wonder?
Has something changed the atmosphere?
You let that feeling go & it was never the same
But it was taking you under
Such a strange reaction to the game
Keeping a record of every wrong I'd assumed
Keeping an outstretched hand to throttle
In a cold & empty room
& keeping love away from such a lonely heart
Even if you cared for me I guaruntee we'd alsways be apart
I shouldn't have wondered
If love could change the atmosphere
You took me by the hand & it was never the same
But it was taking me under
Gasping under love's embrace
& pining for my old familiar ways
My other project, featuring the vocals of Joe O'Neill. Experimental, bombastic alt rock. "If less is more, thing how much more will be!" Roger Heathers