Another day   The next page   Still in daze   Still in a dream   Out of the pipe    My lust for life   Comes and goes   From above   Demanding purity   Sobriety   Cursing me like a sledge   Hammering down at me    Out of the water-pipe   I suck my lust for life   And all my floating dreams   It seems   Up on the gallery   God shouting down at me   Something I can not hear      Tears falling from the sky   Words from a lullaby   Everything beautiful dies   For now, we're hanging in   Though we are blessed with sin   You make my tired heart sing      You can be a sunbeam    And shine for a while   For a while   You can laugh a lot   And bring out that smile      For now we're hanging in   Even though we're blessed with sin   You make my heart...   You make my tired heart sing      Tears falling from the sky...      I'm on a tender trip    Slowly I'm loosing grip   Madness is in the air I fear   Stay, you're my acid-queen   Stay on my faded team   Run through the corridor with me