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When you dream, remember nothing. When the dreaming ends you fall...
Then you cry and say that you can see through my eyes.
When they kissed the shadowed curtain, I saw backward through red skies.
It rained that night and then you tried to see through my eyes.
See through my eyes...
Bodies painted on wallpaper, and they are undressed in blue.
Before you laugh and think, uncaring, see through my eyes.
You run through the miniature city, drowning in what's left of your time...
Telescope lovers cry "... you cannot see through my eyes".
See through my eyes...
Lipstick drug across a wild face, returned blind and upside down.
It crawls inside your bedroom screaming “…see through my eyes!"
Perverts and converts that lie together in leopard ropes and dead white light
Torn, they swallow it until you whisper "... see through my eyes".
See through my eyes...
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Radio Intro
00:09
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Mystery (Live, KDVS)
04:25
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Fountain of Blood
04:43
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New Drums
04:00
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May Day
02:18
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Torn
03:21
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Lady Luck
04:40
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If I were a bird I'd fly to your door
And sing you a song about broken windows.
Though one word might change you, there's nothing to say...
The chance of a lifetime's passed up every day.
(Chorus)
You said it'll be all right
But that was all in my mind
Lady Luck come returning to this tiny good night.
(Ramblin' days gone by)
(She'll be good tonight)
Stripped of your sequins, but not of your charm,
The wires are poison attached to your arms.
So please, please don't you miss Miss Rose
'Cause now that she's gone, you'll wear her clothes.
The dealer is nodding. He smiles and turns.
Watch the wheel spinning, glitter and burn!
Around and around and around she goes
And where she stops everyone knows...
(The bird sings with it's finger...)
The narcotic passion of something that's real
I am seeing double! (I give up the wheel).
And dream little dreams... melt them into my wall.
Wake up with the fever of voices that call.
(Ramblin' days gone by)
(She'll be good tonight)
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Torn Boys Los Angeles, California
Formed in 1982 by Jeffrey Clark (vocals, electric guitar) and Kelly Foley (vocals, acoustic guitar) and disbanded by late 1983, Torn Boys lived out their one and a half summers fusing dreamscape lyricism with ultra-’80’s synth rhythms and “Fripp meets Carl Perkins” electric guitar textures, leaving behind a scant recorded legacy before dissolving like the afternoon fog of their Stockton, CA home. ... more
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