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Only The Lonely [sell, sell, sell]

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I'm rasing up my voice
To the walls and to the sky
It seeks no explanation
It waits for no reply
Really it is nothing
Just a cry to the wilds

I'm delerious with chaos
I'm wonderstruck with awe
But in my soul I'm dreaming only
Of your velvet shore
When I'm walking there my face
Untangles like a childs

And only the lonely
Only the lonely
Lonely could know me

I've been talking all night long
There's nothing more to say
So I'm searching every mirror
For a trace of yesterday
But the air it holds no traces
Where the eagles were flying

I'm haunted by the skyline
The concrete and the rain
The window speaks of winter
So I'll set my heart again
And somwhere in the dusk, a curlew is crying
And only the lonely
Only the lonely
Lonely could know me

There's a copper moon thats buried
Where solitude expands
And distant planets moving
They're weighing on my hands
They're darkening my pages

And there's daylight in my fingers
But it's snowing in my bones
Been sucking on the echo
Of a thousand telephones
And when we meet again
We will be strangers

And only the lonely
Only the lonely
Lonely could know me
Only the lonely
Only the lonely
Lonely could know me

I'm talking all night long


a century ends lost songs the EP's 92-94 flesh sell, sell, sell white ladder