WRAPPED MY DREAMS ´ROUND A FLAGPOLE

DESCRIBED MY SOUL AS A TADPOLE, DEAD BOWL

EXPELLING YOU IS KILLING ME

IRRETRIEVABLY CUT FROM HARMONY

IT’S TAKING MY SOUL TO THE THRESHOLD

LIGHT DISAPPEARS IN A BLACK HOLE

LOVE’S THE MILK TO THE COFFEE

SPREAD OR SPILLED, A BROKEN CUP‘S EMPTY

FIND MYSELF AT A THRESHOLD

DO BOOMBAYS DIE WHEN THEY’RE GETTING OLD, FINDING GOLD?

SOMETHING KEEPS TELLING ME

NO SIDE OF ME IS ANY BETTER THAN A HOLE IN A BLINDFOLD

DISTRACT MYSELF AT THE THRESHOLD

HEAR THESE WORDS AS AN ECHO (ECHO)

SEESAW INSIDE OF ME IN NOMINE NOTHING

IS LEADING ME BACK TO WHERE THE SAD THINGS ARE

WRAPPED YOUR SOUL ´ROUND A SAD POLE

DESCRIBE THE WORLD BEING A WET MOLE, TADPOLE

DID ANYBODY COUNT ON ME

DID EVER ANYBODY SAY HOW IT’S GONNA BE?

FIND MYSELF AT THE THRESHOLD

POP DISAPPEARED IN A JAZZHOLE

I UNDERSTAND HOW TO COOL THE RULES DOWN

TO MAKE THE WHOLE CAKE GONNA COOL DOWN

FIGHT MY TEARS AT THE THRESHOLD

CAN’T HIDE YOUR FEARS WITH A SAD SOUL, WHO SAID SO?

GUILTY OR NOT? I MEAN IT’S MORE THAN I’VE EVER SEEN

FREE WILL OR NOT? I MEAN THIS AIN’T NO MAGAZINE

FIGHTING MYSELF AT THE THRESHOLD

MEANS TO END UP DEAD IN A FASHIONAL TRASH HOLE

GUILTY OR NOT? I MEAN – MORE THAN THAT –

DON’T WANNA BE ANOTHER VICTIM OF CONVENTIONS

FIND MYSELF AT A THRESHOLD

DO BOOMBAYS DIE WHEN THEY’RE GETTING OLD, FINDING GOLD?

SOMETHING KEEPS TELLING ME

NO SIDE OF ME IS ANY BETTER THAN A HOLE IN A BLINDFOLD

DISTRACT MYSELF AT THE THRESHOLD

HEAR THESE WORDS AS AN ECHO (ECHO)

SEESAW INSIDE OF ME IN NOMINE NOTHING

IS LEADING ME BACK TO WHERE THE SAD THINGS ARE