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Intro

What's the difference from a Saturday night

 Where the light spreads dark around the drunk hearts

 In their headless hallways where bodies are

 put on the market place

 To happiness endlessly taking pills

 With the young going down I see nothing

 or nowhere I know what I've found Must be in paradise

Next year we will live in the country

 With our money, by day the sky builds

 Doing our laundry and inventing us some random machines

Getting our religion and sex on the TV

Assumptions made simply to get away

Everyone old is already with me

 On tiny decks enjoying midsummer weather and friendly company

 And in their picture frames there you and I will be

 Knowing what we've found Enough to get away (x4)

Bright drops of blood so my thoughts are I turn to lie down

 but sleep stays far

I'm just an echo of the songs going through my head

 The light behides the ghost but I'm the one that's dead

 And I think of who you be, when you're here with me

 Maybe it's a spiritual disease Sliding through shoots of oblivion

 into infinity back into our maker's hands

 No more rain, no controversy

 Knowing what we've found Enough to get away (x4)