Count off to the feel of your beat yeah
make it rain on my melody
am I man enough to man this sunny afternoon?
I fell off from the throne of the maker
made a mess of a parody
I can count a little fun as many things too soon and your radiance came around
on the heels of a magical mystery
and the beauty of your major key
the ambitions as a survivor
make stronger a man of me
but the enemy of mine is staring back as you I need to know this love is real
I want to feel the sadness I want to know how it tastes
when you throw it at the moon
I want my heart to be cold as ice
I want to take it back in time
dig a grave with my teeth
I want to bleed in the rain
I want to feel my very chest ripped open at the seams
I really want to know
was it a dream? The courageous on the horizon
made many a soldier weep
was there anybody around to bury them at noon?
and the fortunes of the Messiah
gave hope to the progeny
that the sky was in a shade of lighter blue than you but your radiance came around on the heels of a magical mystery
made a suitor and a slave of me
the melange of all the dividers
made everything incomplete
and the only thing to do is stare at the moon I want to know how it tastes
when you throw it at the moon
I want my heart to be cold as ice
I want to take it back in time
dig a grave with my teeth
I want to bleed in the rain!
I want to feel my very chest ripped open at the seams
I want to lead you by your breast, animated and obscene
when I'm blinded in the sunlight will this love be real?
or was it a dream?