Passion

It's the passion that keeps our hands together
During this great sleep
It's a test drive: The human love for pleasure
A nature so foolish

Take your suitcase from underneath the floorboards;
We're leaving these settings
Cause what will it take to halt the mug here?
Your words are at war, dear

And our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity
And the hate glows in your face when you can't sleep
There's a war inside your dreams

And it's the passion that takes us to the party
Where everyone's dancing
And the steps go on and on
And these people make you think like the insane

And jump out the windows to label the sun: you're out of love
And you feel like a poet in the morning screaming:
I'm just a loser like God!

But it's the passion that keeps our hands together
During this great sleep
And the kid who pulls a gun will tell you what is fun 'til the ashes

And our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity

And the hate glows in your face when you can't sleep
There's a war inside your dreams

And yes, our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity

And the hate glows as he pulls the iron fist
And you fall into a dream