Tender Trip On Earth

Another day - The next page
Still in daze - Still in a dream
Out of the pipe - My lust for life
Comes and goes
From above
Demanding purity - Sobriety
Cursing me like a sledge
Hammering down at me

Out of the waterpipe
I suck my lust for life
And all my floating dreams

It seems
Up on the gallery
God shouting down at me
Something I can not hear

Tears falling from the sky
Words from a lullaby
Everything beautiful dies
For now, we're hanging in
Though we are blessed with sin
You make my tired heart sing

You can be a sunbeam
And shine for a while
For a while
You can laugh a lot
And bring out that smile

For now we're hanging in
Even though we're blessed with sin
You make my heart …
You make my tired heart sing

Tears falling from the sky …

I'm on a tender trip
Slowly I'm losing grip
Madness is in the air I fear
Stay, you're my acid-queen
Stay on my faded team
Run through the corridor with me

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