| Satelites are turning | |
| Television's burning | |
| Shine on water | |
| Does it realy matter? | |
| And if violence make the wind flow | |
| I will break every bone in your body | |
| And if silence make the wind blow | |
| I will listen to the beat of your frosen heart | |
| The temperature is rising now | |
| The talking waters is running dry | |
| The lips are seald, no thoughts revealed | |
| And some will always say | |
| There is a reason for everything | |
| The love we gave, the gifts I made | |
| The sun still shine for yesterday | |
| And all my plastic angels | |
| Are falling from the sky | |
| Though all I've done was ever wrong | |
| The ships is sailing , love has gone | |
| So now It's down to me | |
| And all I want is felicity |