Our veins don't cross stream
Hers blue cold feet
Mine they're in the wrong
The follow never tires
The pictures never fail
Lies and beauty
Views so pretty
The flashes feel so good
A glimpse of purest wrong
Our veins don't cross stream
Hers blue cold feet
Mine they're in the wrong
Lust would work just fine
Lust would suite my mind
Tears and thinking
Perfect aching
Sacred empty hole
Sacred searching soul
Our veins don't cross stream
Hers blue cold feet
Mine they're in the wrong
Oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Screen
Palisade
Barrier Away
Screen
Palisade
Barrier Away
Screen
Palisade
Barrier Away
I'm out of my mind
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh