Aug 11, 2005 09:51
Can you feel the beat of a thousand marching feet
Searching for passion in a lifeless dead-end street
They're breaking down the wall
They're knocking at the door
Searching for a soul that gives them more
When the music dies, the apparations of melody will rise
All that's said and done, will haunts us one by one
The spirit of the heart will carry on
Are you listening to the voices as they scream
calling to the masses with the drone of sleepless dreams
They're coming to your house
They're crawling up the stairs
Searching for a saint who really cares
It's just below the skin, that is starts sinking in
-Apparitions Of Melody by Kids in the Way
Don't be afraid. Step into the light.
Everyone here is a loser tonight.
We're all voting for that second chance.
I never learned that stupid dance.
I don't really want to change.
(No, I don't want to change.)
Come as you are, step into the light.
We're all prisoners here,
locked up by our minds.
Don't be afraid. Come sinner or saint
everyone here is a human tonight.
-Into The Light by twothirtyeight