Captured in the Light

How do i begin When everything just seems to spin Captured in the light Tiny pieces mesmerize Day follows day You begin again Day follows day You hit the mark You make it real Day follows day Images I see More than words will ever be Flash before my eyes Images... synchronize Day follows day You begin again Day follows day You hit the mark You make it real Day follows day You ---- you make it real

Fell into the fault lines Strains of the day You're carrying your grudges Uphill both ways And I thought there'd be more harmony But now we sing to mourn The place where your dying love was born Keeping track Is just a way to keep on sparring Breathe and count to ten Changing course, The river forks You flow on alone again Step out of the shadows Let down your guard Walk down to the river And bathe under the stars In nature is perfection Paint your dreams goldenrod But nothing's as real as your facade Take it back And try to mean it when you say you're sorry Learn how to unbend Changing course, The river forks You flow on alone again

Hey can you get - Can you get me out of here Another minor threat - Distorted everything you'll ever hear Symptoms are clues - Do you think, do you think you`ve got it now Kindly explain - Kindly explain what you really found Spinning Round Why don't you come around I was cut loose in space, a dark star, I couldn't hear a sound I tried to erase, memories, as i hit the ground Spinning Round Why don't you come around Days go by / you watch Days go by Spinning Round Why don't you come around

Once you were a little king I watched you in the center ring A fish that soared above the sea A devil ray BMOC Such conceit in your cachet You thought it’d always be that way El Rey Seduce the crowd and set your bait There's nothing left to do but wait Counting down to cashing in The colors fading from your skin Pick up your head and look around The last to see you've run aground El Rey Now there's new kids on the scene Thing aren't quite the same As when we were nineteen Films of what could have been Keep playing in your head And you'll talk about it ‘till you're dead All your friends are famous now They're suited up for the luau Still you wait around to be Plucked out of your obscurity Beneath the crescent moon and star While holding court at the back bar El Rey