Tekster:
Shades Apart Come Of Age

much different now that you've come of age Look straight and hard and far ahead for something you can save Things are so much different now that you've come of age

a single heart When it's borne the billions of Cupid's darts? To try to spread love to the multitude But then there's the few that tears things apart Moonbeams condition my dreams To its current shades

make your livers; (cause one day) Tough skin drawn taught on that withered frame, Your face became a canvas for the inner pain, And worry lines are the flickered shade

overthrown Your Skulls are Crushed in You are Destroyed Annihilated Gashed with Flints Your Windpipes Cut The Joints of your Backs are Rent Apart The

your end is near. Now here comes the march of the boy brigade I'm a car parade of the toys he made Its your mobs and shades who look hard for his age