THE NIGHT IS THE NIGHT I - WITH MY EYES BURNING MUCH MORE STRONGLY THAN ROBERT DE NIRO'S IN "TAXI DRIVER", MY HEART NOT MORE RESTLESS THAN A SOLDIER BOY FACING DEATH ON BATTLELINE - STARTED THE ENGINE OF THE BIKE I STOLE. TENSION WITHIN MYSELF MADE ME HIGH. LEADING A LIFE FILLED WITH RULES IS NOT A BAD WAY. BUT, TO BE FREE, TO BE AN OUTSIDER - THAT SUITS ME, MAN. I HEARD FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING. "HELL WITH IT!" LIKE A HUNGRY WOLF, I CLIMBED UP THE WALL. I LEFT MY BIKE AND RAN AWAY. IT IS AN ILLUSION THAT WE HAVE BEEN WATCHING IT IS AN ERROR THAT WE HAVE BEEN BELIEVING IT IS AN ORIGIN THAT WE HAVE BEEN TALKING IT IS AN ASSUMPTION THAT WE HAVE BEEN HOLDING IT IS A FREEDOM THAT WE HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR IT IS A ROCK THAT WE HAVE BEEN SITTING ON IT IS A MISUNDERSTANDING THAT WE HAVE BEEN FIGHTING WITH THERE IS ROMANCE THERE IS LOVE THERE IS HOME THE WORLD IS HERE ACTUALLY WITHOUT YOU WORN-OUT TIRES PILED UP LIKE BLOCKS TRACES OF FRUGAL LIFE THROUGH THE BROKEN DOOR RED BALL AND AN OLD BARROW BESIDE THE DECAYED TIMBER WORMS AND ****S STILL STILL GAZING THE WORLD PAVEMENT AND THE GUTTER THIRSTY AND HUNGRY ALL THE TIME CARS RUSHING IN EMERGENCIES SMALL AS FORGET-ME-NOT AMONG THE LEAVES NO MAN LIVES FOREVER DEAD MEN RISE UP NEVER TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING
THE NIGHT IS THE NIGHT I - WITH MY EYES BURNING MUCH MORE STRONGLY THAN ROBERT DE NIRO'S IN "TAXI DRIVER", MY HEART NOT MORE RESTLESS THAN A SOLDIER BOY FACING DEATH ON BATTLELINE - STARTED THE ENGINE OF THE BIKE I STOLE. TENSION WITHIN MYSELF MADE ME HIGH. LEADING A LIFE FILLED WITH RULES IS NOT A BAD WAY. BUT, TO BE FREE, TO BE AN OUTSIDER - THAT SUITS ME, MAN. I HEARD FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING. "HELL WITH IT!" LIKE A HUNGRY WOLF, I CLIMBED UP THE WALL. I LEFT MY BIKE AND RAN AWAY. IT IS AN ILLUSION THAT WE HAVE BEEN WATCHING IT IS AN ERROR THAT WE HAVE BEEN BELIEVING IT IS AN ORIGIN THAT WE HAVE BEEN TALKING IT IS AN ASSUMPTION THAT WE HAVE BEEN HOLDING IT IS A FREEDOM THAT WE HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR IT IS A ROCK THAT WE HAVE BEEN SITTING ON IT IS A MISUNDERSTANDING THAT WE HAVE BEEN FIGHTING WITH THERE IS ROMANCE THERE IS LOVE THERE IS HOME THE WORLD IS HERE ACTUALLY WITHOUT YOU WORN-OUT TIRES PILED UP LIKE BLOCKS TRACES OF FRUGAL LIFE THROUGH THE BROKEN DOOR RED BALL AND AN OLD BARROW BESIDE THE DECAYED TIMBER WORMS AND ****S STILL STILL GAZING THE WORLD PAVEMENT AND THE GUTTER THIRSTY AND HUNGRY ALL THE TIME CARS RUSHING IN EMERGENCIES SMALL AS FORGET-ME-NOT AMONG THE LEAVES NO MAN LIVES FOREVER DEAD MEN RISE UP NEVER TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING
