Now the time has come to speak
I was not able
And water through a rusted pipe
Could make the sense that I do
Gurgle, mutter
Hiss, stutter
Moan the words like water
Rush and foam and choke
Having waited
This long of a winter
I fear I only
Croak and sigh
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Now the time has come to move
I was not able
Water through a rusted pipe
Could make the moves that I do
Stagger, stumble
Trip, fumble
I fear I only
Slip and slide
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
| 1 | Luka |
| 2 | Caramel |
| 3 | Tom's Diner |
| 4 | Book Of Dreams |
| 5 | Blood Makes Noise |
| 6 | Pornographer's Dream |
| 7 | No Cheap Thrill |
| 8 | 99,9 F |
| 9 | Gypsy |
| 10 | Marlene On The Wall |