[url=http://www.beyonddawn.com/mp3s/Beyond_Dawn_Far_From_Showbiz.Mp3] I am someone a few seconds now and then between the real
No I don't really want to know when
One hundred ringing bells are flirting so intensely with my hands
And now dizziness
I feel like someone else so uncertain
I'm going up to front expensive microphones
I don't promise to speak an honest word
When it's absurd I'm even so fry
I take no measure whatsoever out of the applause
In the room what can I do but move around the floor
It's just a silly joke
Pleasure keeps on burnin' up my nose
If I only were a little more disturbed
I would have done it
Am I that far from shobiz
I feel I press my head against the ceiling
I set my aim for the sky
I can't be short of soul or lack the meaning
Am I that far from shobiz
I have not even tried expressing feelings
With the light in my eyes
Fucked from behind
I touch freedom...[/url]
Frysh
[url=http://www.beyonddawn.com/mp3s/Beyond_Dawn_Certain_Qualities.mp3] Certain qualities are required
To make you feel concluded when you fall
You may find yourself with all your clothes off
Standing three feet above them all
The flames will be up to your neck like problems
Far more concerning than the thought
Of being someone, however not worthy
Of anymore attention from the world
Do you feel like those
Who lie silent in their graves?
Do they seem that close
To the fertile earth behind your dreaming eyes?
Certain qualities are required
To remember pleasure when it's gone
You may lack the wit to see misfortune
More entertaining than a stone
Just like convenient crimes where noone gets hurt
You wouldn't notice any wrong
Inside those lines that I'm producing
To make you feel connected to this song
Oh you bitter one, your love's labour lost
Or was it nothing?
Were you ever close
To achieve the gift of understanding?[/url]
To make you feel concluded when you fall
You may find yourself with all your clothes off
Standing three feet above them all
The flames will be up to your neck like problems
Far more concerning than the thought
Of being someone, however not worthy
Of anymore attention from the world
Do you feel like those
Who lie silent in their graves?
Do they seem that close
To the fertile earth behind your dreaming eyes?
Certain qualities are required
To remember pleasure when it's gone
You may lack the wit to see misfortune
More entertaining than a stone
Just like convenient crimes where noone gets hurt
You wouldn't notice any wrong
Inside those lines that I'm producing
To make you feel connected to this song
Oh you bitter one, your love's labour lost
Or was it nothing?
Were you ever close
To achieve the gift of understanding?[/url]