Golden
How cruel is the golden rule?When the lives we lived are only golden-platedAnd I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy...
What’s this
What’s this? What’s this?There’s color everywhereWhat’s this?There’s white things in the airWhat’s this?I can’t believe my eyesI must be dreamingWake up, Jack, this isn’t...
This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race
I am an arms dealerFitting you with weapons in the form of wordsAnd don’t really care which side winsAs long as the room keeps...
