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One Way Street Time passes by like those nights Spent staring at the ceiling Wishing I could stop MY heart from feeling. So here I go again, Back to an old friend… A dirty one way street. Has anybody round here Seen or heard Blake’s Angels in the trees? Through a cloud of smoke, An old man said to me, Darlin' if that’s what you’re lookin' for This ain’t the place to be. Outside, the cold wind blows And everybody down here knows, The bell tower chimes for me.

Before you come any closer, stranger, There are a few things that I must say. The world surrounds me with its pain... I see the anger I hear the cries. Predator and Prey. And which one am I? I am Predator. A rabid cur, staring at the moon. If you could see inside, poor stranger, Then you would know the danger. Inside of me dwells murder. But still... Let me go a little further. I am Prey as well, For inside, love also dwells. In my heart, there is trust. You may come now closer, stranger, If ...

Before you come any closer, stranger, There are a few things that I must say. The world surrounds me with its pain... I see the anger I hear the cries. Predator and Prey. And which one am I? I am Predator. A rabid cur, staring at the moon. If you could see inside, poor stranger, Then you would know the danger. Inside of me dwells murder. But still... Let me go a little further. I am Prey as well, For inside, love also dwells. In my heart, there is trust. You may come now closer, stranger, If ...

One Way Street Time passes by like those nights Spent staring at the ceiling Wishing you could stop Your heart from feeling. So here I go again, Back to an old friend… A dirty one way street. Has anybody round here Seen or heard Blake’s Angels in the trees? Through a cloud of smoke, An old man said to me, Darlin if that’s what you’re lookin for This ain’t the place to be. Outside the cold wind blows And everybody down here knows The bell tower chimes for me.

I placed a jar in Tennessee, with all the gifts you'd given me, on a winding mountain road. Seven years spent by your side, as loving friend and loving lover. I stood my ground with nothing to hide and waited for you to come. Strong and clear, yet made of glass, I was this jar that held your memories. And you, my friend, my love, always roaring and tearing through the ups and downs before you struggling and dull, yet made of steel, you were the semi that crushed the jar that held your memorie...