Lunar Cycle Songtext
von Michael Webster

I′ve been having trouble sleeping over the past twenty eight months
I can't tell if it′s a case of somat serious or just getting too much
When your dreams revolve in a slowing navigation
I think it's reyt about time i get away from this situation


Another story about my generation painted in a bad light
Well you know we're all in the same boat, we′re just trying to get by
On the day when your mentalities shine through your personality
You know it can′t be solved by a cigarette and a decent cup of tea

When the television stations tell you what to think
And all the newspapers seem to drain your dreams
You know you had no idea about closing time
You were just a ghost etched into the face of a stranger's mind