My Voice Is Soft, But Oh, My

Six Senses Keeping Five Around A Sense Of Self

So Why Would You Care To Get Out Of This Place? You And Me And All Our Friends, Such A Happy Human Race. Eat, Drink And Be Merry, For Tomorrow We Die.

Oh Look At How She Listens She Says Nothing Of What She Thinks She Just Goes Stumbling Through Her Memories Staring Out On To Grey Street

Life Goes On, End Of Tunnel, Tv Set Spot In The Middle Static Fade, Statistic Bit And Soon I Fade Away, Fade Away

Move Into Kiss Those Sweet Sugar Lips, Baby Looks Just Like Love.