Paris Nights

Look out the window

All our dreams, listless final days

End of the world to lead our way

I've seen the blind come down to kneel

One final thrill

No stomping out the anger waiting down the road

(Why don't you run and hide)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

We might not survive

(Why don't you run and hide?)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

Now hide

Prime operator feeding pain with fear

I should be banging off the wall

(Of the Paris nights)

Disdainful debris of despair

Lending truth to fiction

Resist the roaring tide of fear and of all that's vital

Win the lowly fight for mere survival

Blind cypher, benight our flame

Rain and cold unto the fire

Will we burn the night again?

(Why don't you run and hide)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

We might not survive

(Why don't you run and hide?)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

Prime operator feeding pain with fear

I should be banging off the wall

(Of the Paris nights)

Disdainful debris of despair

Lending truth to fiction

(Why don't you run and hide)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

We might not survive

(Why don't you run and hide?)

From those Paris nights?

(We won't make it out alive)

Now hide

Prime operator feeding pain with fear

I should be banging off the wall

(Of the Paris nights)

Disdainful debris of despair

Lending truth to fiction