Honesty is such a lonely wordEveryone is so untrueHonest is hardly ever heardAnd mostly what I need from you.

Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.Your demons come to light and your mind is not your own.

Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.
Your demons come to light and your mind is not your own.

We weren't ready to play. They got a huge lead and never recovered from it. In all honesty we didn't have any place to go.

When I was 19, I made my first good week's pay as a club musician. It was enough money for me to quit my job at the factory and still pay the rent and buy some food. I freaked.

They say that these are not the best of timesBut they're the only times I've ever knownAnd I believe there is a time for meditationIn cathedrals of our own.