Solitude Song
Note to Self: in the Maze of Me and You
To say there's Nothing to Believe in,
Was just a Dude thing to do.
So I asked the Stars for help,
For the Place, for the Tune,
You say: "There's only Stars to Please,
But that's Mr. Stars to Please to you!"
All Rag-Dolled while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all, offers Pieces of the Light,
Morning's Madness hasn't found us yet,
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first Cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
The Ways to get Lost were so Many, it's Obscene,
And the Truths that I discovered
Were never AS SEEN ON TV.
So we pay for our Lives With our Bodies and our Dreams,
Till we're rolling in the Numbers
Crying O.M.G.O.D!
All Rag-Dolled, while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all offers Pieces of the Light.
Morning's madness hasn't found us yet
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
I looked for You on the Internet,
You're a Rainbow Now... well,
I never would have guessed,
It's so un-Punk Rock,
It's so terribly Southwest,
Still it suits you somehow,
And the way you always dressed.
All Rag-Dolled while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all, offers Pieces of the Light,
Morning's Madness hasn't found us yet,
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first Cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
To say there's Nothing to Believe in,
Was just a Dude thing to do.
So I asked the Stars for help,
For the Place, for the Tune,
You say: "There's only Stars to Please,
But that's Mr. Stars to Please to you!"
All Rag-Dolled while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all, offers Pieces of the Light,
Morning's Madness hasn't found us yet,
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first Cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
The Ways to get Lost were so Many, it's Obscene,
And the Truths that I discovered
Were never AS SEEN ON TV.
So we pay for our Lives With our Bodies and our Dreams,
Till we're rolling in the Numbers
Crying O.M.G.O.D!
All Rag-Dolled, while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all offers Pieces of the Light.
Morning's madness hasn't found us yet
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
I looked for You on the Internet,
You're a Rainbow Now... well,
I never would have guessed,
It's so un-Punk Rock,
It's so terribly Southwest,
Still it suits you somehow,
And the way you always dressed.
All Rag-Dolled while the Soul-Returning Night,
Unraveling all, offers Pieces of the Light,
Morning's Madness hasn't found us yet,
Tempting Angels from their Beds
With the world's first Cigarette.
Still I Drift with You
On this Solitude Song.
Credits
Writer(s): David Costanza
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.