Tropical Heat: Radiating


Radiating emptyness I see
I'm way too far from a star
as night went by I saw
a devil herself,morning star
she said: give me the keys to your soul
and i'll give you the fingers,the brain and the touch
well I crapped her hand too fast
now it's hurting me way too much

am I on my way to the grave
or is it just this big disgraze
that never heals
I'll never heal

'where have you gone oh I don't know
now she aint here no more'

Oh every morning waking up is hard
I know that you know it's too hard
I don't know where to start
feel like an animal kept in award
it hurts how I miss michelle
how I miss peny lane as well
now I've trapped myself in hell
feel like a poor little ghost in a cell

(c) Miikka Tatti/Henri Jurvanen 2004-2005