Tales of Sarah Jane, the Golden Horse

Boeing seven-two-seven, a seven-eleven flying above her.
Sun rays, something like magic -uncatastophic -she wishes for ~light~
She may never get it, nowhere in view

Bite the strawberry apples, they taste of crayons: knowledge of Leon
She walks into shadow, up to the cradle, up to the ~sky~
I see carbon age coming, all that she knew (gone)

Le Magicien

Where's the magician that will cut me in two halves in front of the crowd, in front of them all
They all stare at me as if nothing else on stage was lit, they don't see the elephant next to me
I hope they all think that it's really happening to me, I hope they all think that it's all over for me

What if it's all true and I'm sawn up in two, two halves of myself that add up to a mess
two halves of myself, that add up to another me ?

Where're you magician? cut me in two halves... Make my day, feed the lie

Sirenhorses

You know I’ll never see that wave
You’ll know it when you see the rocking cradle shattered into million pieces of this dust
You know it’s never been the same

I can see the silhouettes
Shapes of horses, shapes of men.
They cannot comprehend what is happening...

…All the people here with me,
No matter what they see or what they hear
Born from perfection, free of flaws
Watch them drown in this sea of old gold.

You know I’ll never be that way
The world they’re in is never safe and I can’t do it all alone
The diamond dust is on its way

Underneath the frozen ground
I can see the sirens drown
They’re waving at me still, every muscle, every fin of theirs is burning up
Feel the silence in their moans.

An empty lane (…All the people here with me.)
A dirty street (No matter what they see or what they hear)
An empty Maine (Born from perfection, free of flaws)
A dirty shame (Watch them drown in this sea of o-old)
An empty name, shame (go-go-gold)

Guides

You drink us up like a can, you drink it up like a man - yes you can
Your waiting rips us apart, if you wait the more is lost - at what cost?
These new lands are ready for men, these lands are ready for them,
these lands are waiting for them to start a war with us

We don't want to be like this
And we don't want to lose our grip
We don't want to be like this
We don't want to be like this

He's no good to us with these empty hands
Shadow will be there when we lose the land
We've been running out of demand, so drink it up while you can, drink it up like a can,
drink it up while you can and wait in here for a helping hand

We don't want to be like this and we don't want to lose our grip
We control and you succeed
We're forever stuck in this
We don't want to waste a minute, we don't want to be forgotten
We don't want to be like this
We're forever stuck in these...

...Dreams of winter and fall
The rise of another wall
The end of things we hold dear
The end of things we hold dear
When you get up and fight, remember we were your guides
The storm is fast approaching into my atmosphere

Another You

Sergent Pepper found a wife, he left the drums and quit the fight
Left for Paris, Lights of glory
Almost out; end of story
Smells like coffee : Stomach revolution, stellar evolution
F like razors and sharp like scissors
We don't need another savior

It feels like feeling and tastes like tasting
I want desire and wishful thinking
Leave the note here, light the room
Almost down, no more proof
Change the past and change your roots
Then shoot the boy, and wear your suit
Nothing matters, nothing fails
We don't need another you..

Wandering Men

There's a strange man in the city
Everything is tricky
"Show him all the little things that make us all go crazy"

There are cavemen in my attic
All is automatic
They don't know about electro-electricity
Hide

There's a strange man in my room
In a masquarade costume
" Please don't be confused, he just wants to be abused "

There are salesmen at my door
My private trojan war
They say "his name is Leon"
and tell me not to be on
Time

I can see the eagle soar
He lands right at my door
He leaves the note and looks at me
He stares for seconds, preps the scene for...

...children on my porch
"It's the candy or the torch"
I choose not to respond and face what is beyond this
Lie

Treasure Hunt

Into these woods
The dragon rules
-- So fight him with blue ice
Shining in vain 
Eternally
-- You follow them inside
The end is near
The x is clear
You'll find it in the deep
You'll find it on the street

He'll be right there 
Your shiny heir
-- He guides you to the light
They'll say it's time
To recognize
That time has come to leave
These ghosts in here
Forever near
Find them in the deep
Find them on the street

Where I think that you're not travelling
To a place where you can ride the sea
And if you go they all will dissapear
Into the twenty seventh memory

I'll be right there 
Under the bridge
You saved me once before
Did you have to run 
and hide it in the sun ?

Where I think that you're not travelling
To a place where you can ride the sea
And if you go they all will dissapear
If you go they all will dissapear
Into the twenty seventh memory