I can feel myself sinking
back to the earth
Each new idea seems to
make it much worse
Maybe death is a mask for some
kind of rebirth
It's dragging me slow through the mud
I'm driving through
Holland in the middle of the night
The rain's blowing fiercely
over the dykes
Over the sea,
I can't just make out the lights
But I don't know how deep is your love
Well I look over yonder and what do I see
A big band of angels singing to me
They wave to come closer but there
ain't time you see
My below has no use for above
I've been so many places,
where do I begin
As soon as it's over, it starts up again
All I remember of you,
as the memory grows thin
Are the tears in the dark and the
salt on your skin
Well I never played
Hamlet but I learned some good lines
How good is timeless when
you're running out of time
Why does life with a reason get
tricked by a rhyme?
What's the trick of not turning back?
I ask you how far, how far does far go?
Where this crossroad ends,
baby, I'll never know
I never was one to
get knocked off the road
But I sometimes lost
sight of the track
Searching the border,
why search anymore?
It's shrouded in a mist
like a faraway shore
Well, I don't even know where
we're is anymore
And I wouldn't know fiction from fact
I've been so many places,
how do I begin?
Soon as it's over, it starts up again
All I remember of you,
as the memory grows thin
are the tears in the dark
and the salt on your skin.
Well, you made a sad smile when
I touched your face,
tracing lines with my
fingers I couldn't replace.
I pointed to blue skies big
ger than space,
But I knew that you only saw rain
Some get so tired and sick of romance
Some are unlucky cause
they never had the chance
For some love is just the
heat of the dance
You sleepwalk and you
slow through the flames
The sky is sending messages into the air
I don't know many places,
I'd know anywhere
When the dealer dealt danger,
I was getting my share
But there's no point
in talking about that
I've been so many places,
how do I begin?
Soon as it's over, it starts up again
All I remember of you is
the memory grows thin
Are the tears in the dark
and the salt on your skin
Salt on your skin