What is the sound of ravens having fun, I ask you -
Are they downtown or up the mountain, holding hands?
Oh I've never found the desperado such a macho man
I used to dream of people having monster fists
That when they get near they'd smash my world to tiny bits
But now with the pills I make believe you boxers are my friends,
Pretend
Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits
And tapping on those locked chamber doors
On the edge of midnight ever nevermore
Come on inside, sad to say but splendid isolation has died
Your loneliness has weakened you
So take my advice and stretch your arms towards your fellow man,
I think you can
Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits
And tapping on those locked chamber doors
On the edge of midnight ever
This is the home and the place for everything we love and adore
And its grace is ours forever ever more
Beauty, I'm sure, still awaits
And tapping on those locked chamber doors
On the edge of midnight ever
This is the home and the place for everything we love and adore
And its grace is ours forever ever more