Song | Tick Tock - Part II |
Artist | Gazpacho |
Album | Tick Tock |
Oceanside | |
Ends the ride | |
Then you fall | |
The skies fly by | |
You close your eyes | |
Crystal ball | |
You beg for time | |
She’s china white | |
There’s no cure | |
Nowhere to hide | |
Better off | |
Where there’s no geography | |
Unseen hands will rest | |
The true pace of time | |
Your hear the thunder | |
Far below | |
The air is younger | |
The engine’s cold | |
She sells temptation | |
What you’re looking for | |
You place your bet | |
And cross your arms | |
And if you’re lucky | |
The engine talks | |
The road’s a dream within a dream | |
The world a cloud around you | |
Wouldn’t sell out | |
Just kept on living | |
Stayed in the fold | |
There was no money | |
Truth be told, he wasn’t ready | |
When she said she had to go | |
The will was read out loud | |
The blood and the wine | |
It’s now that I’m gone | |
That you’ll see where inside of me | |
An angel watching you and me | |
As I loved the intense light, on the other side of you | |
Had a good look | |
At the course of times we knew | |
Are making you old when you try and forget then | |
The will was read out loud | |
A nursery rhyme | |
When you were gone I stayed on with this hole inside of me | |
Watching the house from the sea | |
When he met with his memories he didn’t know their names | |
You never called | |
Deep within his mind | |
A city was dark from the death of his fire | |
The will was read out loud | |
The cruel and the kind | |
Written in sand every day and the hole inside of me | |
Grey as the spray of the sea | |
Broken glass | |
The plan has failed | |
The silence knows | |
A man of faith | |
Everything that he knows, what a layman will do for diamonds | |
Fell on his knees gave in to sad overload | |
And all of the survivors shamed in the trench | |
Scrape up what’s left of his soul | |
Of his soul, of his soul | |
Come out of the shadows | |
The hills are a-green | |
Painting you a rainbow | |
Singing you a dream | |
Now what is pride for you | |
It ain’t no good to you | |
You’ll make a substitute | |
That lets you fly away | |
You silence every love | |
Yet you always starve for more | |
You’re only wasting time | |
Lucky to be alive | |
Lucky to be alive | |
Your heart was set to lose | |
The nurse called out for blood | |
You’re a celestial tremor | |
Surfin’ on the fast-track | |
Blue suede shoes | |
Dancing on a landmine | |
Designed just for you | |
The mess you’re in, oh heaven | |
No stranger to fear | |
It won’t disappear | |
Truth never fades away | |
These thoughts are me | |
And what do you think they’ll do? | |
The ground is a pendulum | |
The continent is gravel | |
Humming in your shoe | |
A pendulum | |
And who decides for us | |
At the very end of trust | |
The undertow of love | |
We only turn away |
Oceanside | |
Ends the ride | |
Then you fall | |
The skies fly by | |
You close your eyes | |
Crystal ball | |
You beg for time | |
She' s china white | |
There' s no cure | |
Nowhere to hide | |
Better off | |
Where there' s no geography | |
Unseen hands will rest | |
The true pace of time | |
Your hear the thunder | |
Far below | |
The air is younger | |
The engine' s cold | |
She sells temptation | |
What you' re looking for | |
You place your bet | |
And cross your arms | |
And if you' re lucky | |
The engine talks | |
The road' s a dream within a dream | |
The world a cloud around you | |
Wouldn' t sell out | |
Just kept on living | |
Stayed in the fold | |
There was no money | |
Truth be told, he wasn' t ready | |
When she said she had to go | |
The will was read out loud | |
The blood and the wine | |
It' s now that I' m gone | |
That you' ll see where inside of me | |
An angel watching you and me | |
As I loved the intense light, on the other side of you | |
Had a good look | |
At the course of times we knew | |
Are making you old when you try and forget then | |
The will was read out loud | |
A nursery rhyme | |
When you were gone I stayed on with this hole inside of me | |
Watching the house from the sea | |
When he met with his memories he didn' t know their names | |
You never called | |
Deep within his mind | |
A city was dark from the death of his fire | |
The will was read out loud | |
The cruel and the kind | |
Written in sand every day and the hole inside of me | |
Grey as the spray of the sea | |
Broken glass | |
The plan has failed | |
The silence knows | |
A man of faith | |
Everything that he knows, what a layman will do for diamonds | |
Fell on his knees gave in to sad overload | |
And all of the survivors shamed in the trench | |
Scrape up what' s left of his soul | |
Of his soul, of his soul | |
Come out of the shadows | |
The hills are agreen | |
Painting you a rainbow | |
Singing you a dream | |
Now what is pride for you | |
It ain' t no good to you | |
You' ll make a substitute | |
That lets you fly away | |
You silence every love | |
Yet you always starve for more | |
You' re only wasting time | |
Lucky to be alive | |
Lucky to be alive | |
Your heart was set to lose | |
The nurse called out for blood | |
You' re a celestial tremor | |
Surfin' on the fasttrack | |
Blue suede shoes | |
Dancing on a landmine | |
Designed just for you | |
The mess you' re in, oh heaven | |
No stranger to fear | |
It won' t disappear | |
Truth never fades away | |
These thoughts are me | |
And what do you think they' ll do? | |
The ground is a pendulum | |
The continent is gravel | |
Humming in your shoe | |
A pendulum | |
And who decides for us | |
At the very end of trust | |
The undertow of love | |
We only turn away |