Hi Silvermoon - long shadows on an empty field
The tick tock of a clock - no sleep - but nothing's real - (Sleepy fields - of the unreal)
Black car at stoplights seems to wait forever - The land of promise - better late than never
We walk the night on squeaky floors - Oh how we fear what's on the other side of musty wooden doors
We curse the clock - the fading ghost of twilight - My sad companions of the night
The things that make you smile - if only for a day - they're getting hard to find somehow
The songs that make you high - the cards you used to play - ain't easy to remember now
We look for trails and all familiar faces - We follow anyone but not the King of Kings
We stand alone, -so far form home - The ground that once was ours is gone
Is he a devil or a superstar? - He lead you on with clever lies
His royal darkness comes in many shapes - He walks behind your big blue eyes
The world is bigger than the both of us - The loudest voices they are not to trust
You fear the unknown from outside - But when you think about it - have you looked inside?
There's something wrong - your mind is cold - the world have suddenly grown old
The ground that once was home is gone...
And once you get a taste for what is grand - You'll look for diamonds in the udst
You'll walk with senators and moviestars - You'll get to see beneath the crust
Tonite we dine with a galaxy of stars - Expensive wine and risky play
They all ride home alone in big black cars - A few scattered laughter in the shades
They say it's lonely here at the top - But they have no clue about what I've got
I've got a spoonful of you know what - I've got some flesh to carry me throughout the night
The little black book - I'm off the chain - I'm no believer in unnecessary pain (Sleepy fields -of the unreal)
Hi Silvermoon - long shadow on an empty field
The tick tock of a clock - no sleep, but nothing's real - (Sleepy fields -of the unreal)