Lyric

Heart makes the words dance, words drive the heart mad

A lonely night is the only friend I’ve had

Holding my knees in the dark of the room

While the demons yawn in the banquet of gloom

Where is the joy? Where is the light?

Everything is wrong in the middle of the night

Back Ground Music, a bird that isn't blue

Pouring cold water, nothing else to do

Back Ground Music, no love in my sight

Sleeping to the rhythm of my heart tonight

"Be disturbed," it’s a helpless kind of sound

Watching the treasures scattered on the ground

Walking to the station with a heavy beat

Looking for a miracle on every street

Praying for a script that’s better than the film

Reigning all alone in my silent realm

Jagged light, flashing in the black

Dancing with the words, never looking back

The heart is wild. The words are fire