Barnabas Suite For The Souls Of Our Enemies (part Ii Lover) Lyrics

Suite For The Souls Of Our Enemies (part Ii Lover) Lyrics

Another lonely night



Surrounded by breathing



I called him dynamite (liar)



Shot and sleeping, he believes me







You boys are all talk



Sexually nowhere



Alone, in the dark



Nice try, but the spark isn't there







These men are a virus



They come, and go



Take their fill and sneak away



I'm a needle in a negligee



Come to me, lover







When I hit the streets



The mongrels are seething



Tourists love the city at night



Me, I see demons breeding



"Hey pop, over here



I've got something for you"



(Poor slob, smelling of beer



Nice suit, for an old buffoon)







I don't need this shrink to fit life



I need somebody to help me



Can anyone set me free?



Come to me, lover







Another lonely life



Surrounded by choices



Choices made outside of light



Controlled by hidden voices



Sometimes we're all talk



Spiritually nowhere



In our hearts, the key to new life



Sometimes, afraid to show it







Lives so tragic; they come and go



Crossing our paths every day



So easy to turn them away



Yet we are called as lovers