BEAUTIFUL TIMES           92




Have you learned to live without regret
And understand your feelings yet?
Clear in mind, know your heart
The perfect act, the highest art

We mime in silhouette, drink the sunset
Without argument of what it means
In love with what we know can destroy
The ache of need, the want of joy

Somewhere you're melting far inside
Riding flows on changing tides
And while the trance runs deeper still
We move with time, we chase the thrill

The window's open to the street
And I am talking in your sleep
These are strange, beautiful times
We chase the thrill body and mind...