From the recordings Fools Gold and NC-147
Lyrics
No i don't believe it's you
A figment of another life
Familiar in a strange disguise
Those eyes
Just when I thought I knew
The sirens synchronized
To Cling to hope
Is to cling to life
In my mind
But if god plays the fool
I'll be the barer of good news
Take that how you want to baby
Stubborn as can be you know that you got me
Hold on to your
Each and every word
Gently let me….
Down no it won't hurt
If you let me
I'll come to your place
Get on the highway
I like the cold when I'm with you
I trust your warmth I know it's you…
Just when I thought I knew
The sirens synchronized
A touch from the divine
Thought everything was fine
Just when everything right.,
Doom blooms on a hill full of clovers
Everyone says hope is a rope you hang yourself…
And on and on and on
And on and on and on
Hold on to your
Each and every word
Gently let me….
Down no it won't hurt
If you let me
I'll come to your place
Get on the highway
