the sky is a blaze

people wander through the streets at day’s end
they look down through the steam, oh
not because they’re emo
but ’cause of cracks in the pavement

and what crowns their appearences
all that’s left from yesterday
is the halos ’round their penises
while they spirit away

and i look up and the sky is a blaze tonight
scan the gathering crowds but yet
start to wonder if the face is right
that will forever be stuck in my head

in search of our cocoon
oh lonesome caterpillar
i have to find her soon
but no one seems familiar

and in my dreams an easy light
leads both drunkards and fishermen
but in this sleazy night
the crowd does drag me in again

it’s ever so hard to bear this
while the sky is blazing
to fight the world’s unfairness
to find the world amazing

„i’ll find you ‘fore my days end.
we’ll get there“ this is my line
„and melt down in amazement.
as we walk unto a vivid skyline.“

but no one’s ever talking
i try to find a guide to the place
but they just keep on walking
while the sky is a blaze