Fairweather Friends - Smoke In The Middle Of Urban Desert Lyrics

I don't care if I am blind
Lead me over the deep blue serpentine
Until I expire
Until the temples
I want to wake up
End of the world of your show

For your cause I emerged from the stream
Of plain and underestimated things
It was you who appreciated me
Seeing the world differently

The world revolves all the time
It's not a time to change my mind
No time to resign myself

Among the wars that have no impact
On the machinery winding up every new dawn
Among the waves of imperfection
Overcoming discouragement
I live

Among the wars that have no impact
On the machinery winding up every new dawn
Among the waves of imperfection
Overcoming discouragement
I live

The last sounds that I have heard
It was a matchbox-sized double bass
And the performer seemed to be as if
A Buddha statue bleeding with brass blood
He played orthodox techno
While I was dying on a carpet
I was watching the commando
Patrolling the streets of a ghetto
And I was grabbing them with my huge hands

Hardly I have managed to handle the tears of the entire world
I vomit out the whole eaten city
And then, all of a sudden, the sun rose
And then you came
The one I will never find
The one I will never find
The one I will never find

I want to pray to the sun, I want to shatter
All the mirrors resounding inside my head
This hysterical picture ceased amusing me a long time ago
I want to feel euphoria heal the scratches
To be falling and rising
I want to feel pulse in my temples
I want to wake up

I want to pray to the sun, I want to shatter
All the mirrors resounding inside my head
This hysterical picture ceased amusing me a long time ago
I want to feel euphoria heal the scratches
To be falling and rising
I want to feel pulse in my temples
I want to wake up

I want to wake up

Wanna screan, wanna shutter
All the mirrors that are in my head
This histerical picture ceased
To amuse me long time ago