viajar es peligroso
all these mad things i've been saying and doing, are they anything at all?
i have the hurricane's gaze, i make the eye of the storm. i hold back the winds in their rage and open that reluctant iris to stinging chaos. and only her tears and whirling perspective can lend that swift silence of peace over the tortured landscape. that squinted lid must open, must calm the violence and look upon the wreckage, and begin the days of clear rebuilding. the winds are howling loud, yes--
against demons. against entropy.
i never did say and i wish i could
i never did pray cause it's just no good
i hope you don't break my heart of stone
i don't wanna scream out loud and wake up on my own
and as i close my eyes and the sky turns red, i realize just what you are
you're an idler's dream and you're singing shangri-la
shangri-la
i have the hurricane's gaze, i make the eye of the storm. i hold back the winds in their rage and open that reluctant iris to stinging chaos. and only her tears and whirling perspective can lend that swift silence of peace over the tortured landscape. that squinted lid must open, must calm the violence and look upon the wreckage, and begin the days of clear rebuilding. the winds are howling loud, yes--
against demons. against entropy.
i never did say and i wish i could
i never did pray cause it's just no good
i hope you don't break my heart of stone
i don't wanna scream out loud and wake up on my own
and as i close my eyes and the sky turns red, i realize just what you are
you're an idler's dream and you're singing shangri-la
shangri-la