Strange Death In Paradise

Strange Death In Paradise
album: "Skunkworks" (1996)





Spiralling falling, a silver machine
from wings of freedom silent above
eyelids were burning, summer sun roasting
fumbling chrome in the clear blue sky
brighter than sunshine for all of our life times

1000 stars turned day into night at the end
where were you when it fell from the sky?
I saw the movie, I read the reply
in the beginning there was only the word

people were kissing in front of their shadows
children were playing out in the yard
I am not guilty made no difference
I wasn't born and I wasn't made on that day

where were you when it fell from the sky?
I saw the movie, I read the reply
in the beginning there was only the word
strange death in paradise


Strange Death In Paradise

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Innerspace

Innerspace
album: "Skunkworks" (1996)





I see the scars of action writhing round your face
too much inactivity and home's a lonely place
throw away your beauty cos you know that it won't last
throw away your present

you've need living in the past
so stake a trip with me
across the bridge of lunacy
fire up some beast and ride the skywaves
don't wanna waste my time on you

if you can't travel this way too
fire up this beast we'll ride the skywave
I've thrown away my images
they're all so distant now
discovery was a stranger then

so welcome to my house
whatever demons torture me
I love them like a friend
nothing lasts forever but the certainty of change
I'd rather move around and be that figure out life

and what it means
fire up some beast and ride the skywaves
and when the fireballs work is done and we are part of the nuclear one
the whole Damn Thing begins again
our glory days have just begun

a fiery sideslip then we're gone
I'll see ya Monday morning
anyway I'm coming back

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Octavia

Octavia
album: "Skunkworks" (1996)





I'm vacuum breathing and open-mouthed
as the red shift fills my eyes
oh minister my promises as her shadow cuts the day away
I remember you when you walked into that room

now dislocated jagged pieces
are sliding into this broken mind
I'm swimming back against the river
but I'm rising with the tide

where we came from
we're all going back there soon
how many times have we met this way
how many lives have we lived before

how many faces and how many names
shadows come but shadows are gone
shadows come but shadows are gone

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