faraway, so close

Green light, seven eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes,
You don't smoke, don't even want to,
now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
The wheels are turning but your upside down
You say when he hits you, You don't mind.. because when he hurts you, you feel alive. is that what it is?

Red lights, gray morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire? or a victim? it depends on who's around..
You used to stay in to watch the adverts, You could lip synch to the talk shows.
And if you look, you look through me, And when you talk, its not to me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing

If I could stay, then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay, and the night would be enough
Far away, So close
Up with the static on the radio
With satellite, television.. you can go any where
Miami, New Orleans, London, Belfast, and Berlin
And if you listen I can call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout I'll only hear you

If I could stay, then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay, with the demons you drowned
Stay, with the spirit I found
Stay, and the night would be alive.
Three o' clock in the morning. it's quiet and there's no one around.
Just a bang and a clatter, as angel runs to ground.
Just a bang and a clatter, as angel hits the ground