Criminals

The space between the empty dreams
The criminals in my mind
They tap into the autopilot
Sending me out further and blind
I try to steer away but I keep drifting too close to the sun
The orbit pulls, the burning fuel
Is searing straight through my mind

I want to get it right
But I just can't tonight
In my dreams I can fly
But tonight I just drive
Into the sun

It seems so long ago that I knew
Any hope that I could define
But Somewhere in the aftershocks
I gave up on whatever was mine
A dream to walk, to self destruct
I'm drifting too close to the sun
A rose, A gun
A life so numb
Those criminals love to have fun

I want to get it right
But I just can't tonight
In my dreams I can fly
But tonight I just drive
Into the sun

Who are you to deny the truth?
The garden still consumes
A rose for every wound

I want to get it right
But I just can't tonight
In my dreams I can fly
But tonight I just drive
I want to get it right
But I just can't tonight
In my dreams I can fly
But tonight I just drive
Into the sun
Into the sun
Into the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Anthony Ewen
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