Hanging low a big embrace of Aztec moon And throwing down a glow on this flourescent tune And cooling off and phasing out of chlorine bed Shadows at the walls of the sun makes clear the door he read Void of movement void of feeling Void of life Shadows crackles Spanish church in the night Don't feel sour in the far window there Don't be bothered by the words in your head When the sun goes down And just a night This will be bring up pretty Some old fire (?) Makes what's dead come alive For the long and lonely ride Ancient highway Desert dust diamond lit sky Like some lost planet Never breathes any life And barely moving Broken ears bend and crawl Talk to where you're stuck in I won't cease until dawn Wake me up when you can hear The sound of people getting near Where what's dead becomes alive And there's a long and lonely ride Who can know there's so much life around us thins Life from heaven smiles down on this room Some parade of colours Marching on music trails Morning slips to evening Falls through holes in between days And you can loose another year Where are the pictures perfect teen? And where what's dead come alive And where you are comes alive