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In the halls of Razercrest where shadows softly weep
I a noble Count in sorrow sunk so deep
Rikard Markus is my name a man of wealth and might
But my

Sitting here all alone
Wanting you to be with me
Staring down on a phone
Seeing another life
Walking through these halls
Getting trampled by all

Smoking in the driveway to a tune you used to love
No one's selling ashtrays on the street where you grew up
Magicians and pretenders draw the blinds

dreams
Despite being bombarded
By bad company
Mom and dad are watching up from above
So channel your rage into something you love
Every day we stray from

at me
And I was seeing something beautiful, that we

On the wedding hall, hold each other's hands
Thru the seven seas, where love never ends
Where

a pain to lie awake

Who took the faces of clouds from my sky
lonely constructions are wandering by
my life´s a waiting hall
where no one seems

swallowed by the blight.

(Chorus)
Heartbreak's melody, a haunting refrain,
Echoes of love lost in the pouring rain.
Tears like diamonds, falling apart,
In

his name is called
But he wasn't called on that often
And as a result he lost it
Lift me to the Halls of the Fallen
Up in Valhalla 
Where I can strum

Shadows stretch where light once fell
Through haunted halls, my whispers dwell
Flickers fade from once bright eyes
Embers die under cold starry skies

tried to dip me
Balled out in bingo halls, reported skied out in jury duty
Judge Judy, big groupie bitch blew me, Beigen rush Cuffies
Blast the last

tried to dip me
Balled out in bingo halls, reported skiied out in jury duty
Judge judy, big groupie bitch blew me, beigen rush cuffies
Blast the last uzi,

I was raised in a devilish basement
Beneath a bleached white house full of mirrors
I was trained in the art of illusion
And learned why true love

doesn't alter,
Caught in a spell that I can't see through.
Allured by the "might be's", haunted by reality,
My mind's a battlefield, heart's in captivity.

know bro 
but a young boy can’t get by 
Without the love in his eyes and his heart that will carry his soul 
But a young boy can’t get high
Cause you're

dressing gown

Here's the latest story from the congregation hall, where the only spot of glory is in a bathroom stall
And everybody wants to know is that

hear it will delight you
pure essence, the call 

from deep within you 
where sweet Guru Ji lives

The truth, the light, and the love, 
is calling you

Lyrically, I think there is a parallel to Squeeze's Labelled With Love.

Exquisite Pain	1986 

They met up in a dance hall, 
The sort of place where they

a virgin of swap meets
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight
Where the jeans at?
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme

All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
But now that

pass like strangers in their modest hall
Echoes of love bounce off the wall

He had dreams once now they're just a blur
She's too wrapped up in her

Oh what a rock 'n roll show last night
A great time was had by all
Bodies left stacked like firewood
Up and down the concert hall

Oh rock 'n roll

I'm in a pissed off place
As if I'm in a trashed bathroom
I'm cooking in the witch stew
She making a whirlpool
Stirring that spoon
Hypnotized by

in the halls of hint
a story is told of a girl with a heart full of gold
she dreamed of a better world
but her dreams were shattered by war
hands

The Curse

Josh Ritter

To The Yet Unknowing World: B-Sides, Demos & Remixes From So Runs the World Away

2011

in stowage
He can hear all she says as she sits by his bed
Then one day his lips answer her in her own language

The days quickly pass, he loves