Infinite Spectrum - Federal Hill lyrics

Lost in my art, by my pa**ions I'm consumed Shut away from the world outside My home this lonely attic room Outside my window, the great unknown The streets etched with mystery and dreams unfulfilled Sunset approaches and I train my eyes on that spectral unreachable plane called Federal Hill For months the typewriter ribbon weaves nameless nightmares of horror and dread My canvas holds the fresh dry paint of images both hellish and deep blood red Over the rooftops and towers stands the steeple awash in deep black against the flaming orange sky An obsession it's drawing me in, the dark church whispers calling my name, on to Federal Hill Gripped by a restless spirit, I stare out the window and through the looking gla** The forbidding church stirs my inner thoughts From dawn to dusk, so the hours pa** Over the rooftops and towers stands the steeple awash in deep black against the flaming orange sky An obsession it's drawing me in, the dark church whispers calling my name, on to Federal Hill Now the muse has left me and I long to be inspired The secrets of the church upon the hill have sparked the fire I resolve to climb the city streets to see the things unseen and travel on this journey into the smoke wreathed world of dream Over the rooftops and towers stands the steeple awash in deep black against the flaming orange sky An obsession it's drawing me in, the dark church whispers calling my name, on to Federal Hill