Playing the Angel (original) (raw)

A Pain That I'm Used To

I�m not sure what I�m looking for anymore

I just know that I�m harder to console

I don�t see who I�m trying to be instead of me

But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you�re trying to play anyway

I just pay while you�re breaking all the rules

All the signs that I find have been underlined

Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it�s getting me down

Just give me a pain that I�m used to

I don�t need to believe all the dreams you conceive

You just need to achieve something that rings true

There�s a hole in your soul like an animal

With no conscience, repentance, oh no

Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise

Devils feed on the seeds of the soul

I can�t conceal what I feel, what I know is real

No mistaking the faking, I care

With a prayer in the air I will leave it there

On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well it�s getting me down

Just give me a pain that I�m used to

I don�t need to believe all the dreams you conceive

You just need to achieve something that rings true

All this running around, well it�s getting me down

Just give me a pain that I�m used to

I don�t need to believe all the dreams you conceive

You just need to achieve something that rings true

John The Revelator

John the Revelator

Put him in a elevator

Take him up to the highest high

Take him up to the top where the mountains stop

Let him tell his book of lies

John the Revelator

He�s a smooth operator

It�s time we cut him down to size

Take him by the hand

And put him on the stand

Let us hear his alibis

By claiming God as his only rock

He's stealing a god from the Israelite

Stealing a god from a Muslim, too

There is only one god through and through

Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again

Seven angels with seven trumpets

Send them home on the morning train

Well who�s that shouting?

John the Revelator!

All he ever gives us is pain

Well who�s that shouting?

John the Revelator!

He should bow his head in shame

Bye-bye

Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again

Seven angels with seven trumpets

Send them home on the morning train

Well who�s that shouting?

John the Revelator!

All he ever gives us is pain

Well who�s that shouting?

John the Revelator!

He should bow his head in shame

Bye-bye

John the Revelator

Bye-bye

John the Revelator

Bye-bye

John the Revelator

Suffer Well

Where were you when I fell from grace

A frozen heart, an empty space

Something's changed and it�s in your eyes

Please don�t speak, you�ll only lie

I found treasure not where I thought

Peace of mind can�t be bought

Still I believe

I just hang on and suffer well

Sometimes it�s hard

It�s hard to tell

An angel led me when I was blind

I said take me back, I�ve changed my mind

Now I believe

From the blackest room, I was torn

You called my name, a love was born

So I believe

I just hang on and suffer well

Sometimes it�s hard

It�s hard to tell

I just hang on and suffer well

Sometimes it�s hard

So hard to tell

The Sinner In Me

If I could just hide

The sinner inside

And keep him denied

How sweet life would be

If I could be free

From the sinner in me

I�ll never be a saint

That�s not a picture that your memory paints

Not renowned for my patience

I�m not renowned for my restraint

But you�re always around

You can always be found

To pick me up when I�m on the ground

If I could just hide

The sinner inside

And keep him denied

How sweet life would be

If I could be free

From the sinner in me

I�m still recovering

Still getting over all the suffering

More known for my anger

Than for any other thing

But you�ve always tried

To be by my side

And catch my fall when I start to slide

If I could just hide

The sinner inside

And keep him denied

How sweet life would be

If I could be free

From the sinner in me

Precious

Precious and fragile things

Need special handling

My god what have we done to you?

We always tried to share

The tenderest of care

Now look what we have put you through

Things get damaged

Things get broken

I thought we�d managed

But words left unspoken

Left us so brittle

There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings

Shouldn�t know suffering

I wish I could take the pain for you

If god has a master plan

That only He understands

I hope it�s your eyes he�s seeing through

Things get damaged

Things get broken

I thought we�d managed

But words left unspoken

Left us so brittle

There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trust

Have faith in both of us

And keep room in your heart for two

Things get damaged

Things get broken

I thought we�d managed

But words left unspoken

Left us so brittle

There was so little left to give

Macrovision

Overflowing senses

Heightened awareness

I hear my blood flow

I feel its caress

Whispering cosmos

Talking right to me

Unlimited, endless

God breathing through me

See the microcosm

In macrovision

Our bodies moving

With pure precision

One universal

Celebration

One evolution

One creation

Thundering rhythm

Pounding within me

Driving me onwards

Forcing me to see

Clear and enlightening

Right there before me

Brilliantly shining

Intricate beauty

See the microcosm

In macrovision

Our bodies moving

With pure precision

One universal

Celebration

One evolution

One creation

I Want It All

I see a river

It�s oceans that I want

You have to give me everything

Everything�s not enough

It�s my desire

To give myself to you

Sometimes

Sometimes I try

Sometimes I lie, with you

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I die, it�s true

Somewhere I find

Something that�s kind

And I�ve crossed the line again

A line I drew in sand

Still you give me everything

And everything�s not enough

I�m ready but not willing

To give myself to you

Sometimes

Sometimes I try

Sometimes I lie, with you

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I die, it�s true

Somewhere I find

Something that�s kind

Come on over

Lay down beside me

And I�ll try

Come on over

Lay down beside me

And I�ll try

I want it all

Nothing's Impossible

Just give me a reason, some kind of sign

I�ll need a miracle to help me this time

I heard what you said, and I feel the same

I know in my heart that I�ll have to change

Even the stars look brighter tonight

Nothing�s impossible

I still believe in love at first sight

Nothing�s impossible

How did we get to be this far apart?

I want to be with you, something to share

I want to be near you, sometimes I care

Even the stars look brighter tonight

Nothing�s impossible

I still believe in love at first sight

Nothing�s impossible

Even the stars look brighter tonight

Nothing�s impossible

If you believe in love at first sight

Nothing�s impossible

I still believe in love at first sight

Nothing�s impossible

Damaged People

We�re damaged people

Drawn together

By subtleties that we are not aware of

Disturbed souls

Playing out forever

These games that we once thought we would be scared of

When you�re in my arms

The world makes sense

There is no pretense

And you�re crying

When you�re by my side

There is no defense

I forget to sense

I�m dying

We�re damaged people

Praying for something

That doesn�t come from somewhere deep inside us

Depraved souls

Trusting in the one thing

The one thing that this life has not denied us

When I feel the warmth

Of your very soul

I forget I�m cold

And crying

When your lips touch mine

And I lose control

I forget I�m old

And dying

Lillian

Oh, Lillian

Look what you�ve done

You�ve stripped my heart

Ripped it apart

In the name of fun

Oh, Lillian

I�m a poor man�s son

And precious jewels

Weren�t found in schools

Where I came from

Pain and misery always hit the spot

Knowing you can�t lose what you haven�t got

Oh, Lillian

I should have run

I should have known

Each dress you own

Is a loaded gun

Oh, Lillian

I need protection

I hear your voice

And any choice I had is gone

Oh, Lillian

Once I begun

I couldn�t stop

�til every drop of blood was sung

Pain and misery always hit the spot

Knowing you can�t lose what you haven�t got

Oh, Lillian

Look what you�ve done

You stripped my heart

Ripped it apart

In the name of fun

Oh, Lillian

The Darkest Star

Oh you sad one

Playing the angel

Isn�t so easy where you�re from

Oh you wild one

Devil�s companion

You won�t stay satisfied for long

I don�t want you to change

Anything you do

I don�t want you to be

Something else for me

Oh you dark one

Eternal outsider

Caught in the spider�s web you�ve spun

Oh you blind one

Gentle and kind one

Seeing the world as a loaded gun

I don�t want you to change

Anything you do

I don�t want you to be

Someone else for me

Stay as you are

The darkest star

Shining for me

Majestically

Free

I will never be free

I shall never be released

From the chains that bind me

They torture and blind me

And keep me from peace

Oh, what heartache

Oh, what heartbreak

Following me

Calling to me

I will never be free

I shall never be released

From the chains that bind me

They torture and blind me

And keep me from peace

I will never be free

I will never be laid to rest

Sisters and brothers

I'll never recover

From this tenderness

See what love breaks

Hear what love sings

Sad melodies

Enticing me

I will never be free

I shall never be released

From the chains that bind me

They torture and blind me

And keep me from peace

I will never be free

I will never be laid to rest

Sisters and brothers

I'll never recover

From this tenderness

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