Silence is the only sign
Of losing my faith
I'd sell my soul for small change
Just enough to call someone who cares
Take my soul
Stay the night I promise,
I'll force a smile
Just one night in the rain
One fantasy, just one
We'll pretend and hold each other
These dark wet streets
Theses avenues of liquid blue
So alive with unseen life
So open with all their secrets
It's home
Tell me prophet
What is right or wrong?
Tell me from high atop your soapbox
Because I just don't know anymore
The screen tells the truth
I saw it in all the papers
We have nothing at all to fear
We are the highest glory
So why do I question?
There isn't any reason
Yet I feel it growing and falling
Into the cold and damp
The questions plunge into you
With a force of thunder and wind
Let's find shelter from this storm
A warm fire and a little comfort
There's some in the bottom of this bottle
So many questions
I don't want answers
But while we're on the subject...
Tell me prophet
Can you spare some change?
