Sunrise again
Sunrise again
Sunrise again
all these days seem the same
all these feelings are in vain
missing you
Sunset again
Sunset again
Sunset again
all these nights look alike
all my dreams concern the same
missing you
Monday again
December again
1999 again
all these weeks go by the same
all these months seem to fade
missing you
Writing again
all these words mean nothing
all these poems say the same
missing you
Sunrise again
I sold your dreams to your worst enemy
They bought your life
We're all labelled
for sale
tagged with a price
a price we can't escape
Lucky loser
Self-appointed salesman sells our lives
Silent goodbyes
The great exit
(applause) (applause)
Bitter, bruised, better-off-alone
bye
If I'd been born under a different sun
not this yellow one
would I feel better?
Be stronger?
Invulnerable? X-ray vision?
Would it make a difference?
Your sun is bright
I'm under a different one
mine is dull
but we're still the same
we're all down
Footprints already erased
in the settling dust
I leave no mark
pass through your lives
Like an unborn baby
you don't hear cry
So I play the part
of the invisible man
of no one important
Living in a wasteland
wasting time
I feel so wasted
Hard on you
but harder on me
that you don't see
how hard it really is
