Platform

People on a platform They are taking each other for a ride A needle drip, Dilaudid I have found my cruising range Let the savior sing again one more time I remember the lines creases And the shades I remember the sounds Demons laughing in the night Lord, I hear them all the time The country house Splendid set of rooms I may not go back there I fear if this fog it never clears People, lost and lonely Feet and cheeks are cold They are running from the heat they've never had A needle drip, Dilaudid Once I sang and I danced Though the penthouses erected in my mind I remember the lines creases And the shades I remember the sounds demons Accapella in the night Lord, I hear them all the time The country house Splendid set of rooms