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When the fever burns your brain
when your heart has got a name
and you long for generous days
you want a spring in your walk and a smile on your face..
another day inside the pearl
you could have screamed; leaving this world
you laugh'n'joke without a care
and bear a depression you can see from the air..
Ride the tail of rhyme
break the legs of time
- snap it's spine..
as a statue wearing complicated clothes
a monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toes
at my feet there's a plate i haven't read..
apart from that - then i'll be reconstrucdead
A tambourine rings in my blood
the circus' rolling'n'the cage is locked..
so where's the light - a match that flares
- the pot at the end of the rainbow's where
pick your nose as you pick your friends
or spend a life in fear of the end
to tell a nodding shrink won't help
- so i say to myself: hey, get a hold on yourself!
Ride the tail of rhyme
break the legs of time
- snap it's spine..
as a statue wearing complicated clothes
a monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toes
at my feet there's a plate i haven't read..
apart from that - then i'll be reconstrucdead, reconstrucdead..
My eyes are blind my mind is numb
but my ears begin to hear - to hear the growing hum
like a statue, jealous of the rush hour
i'm reconstrucdead like a monument, a monument to power
as a statue wearing complicated clothes
standing high up as a tower now, but still the cracks will - yeah
the cracks will show
a lifetime of frustration - the things that i can't get
apart from that - then i'll be reconstrucdead
reconstrucdead reconstrucdead reconstrucdead