i just want to lay myself down

drink the illusions and let it all float away

into the river of voices

one of them will speak and tell me where to go

i packed my thoughts and visions

headed for the light on the other side

although consoling was a myth

the tunnel was a con

i ran - but i never turned back

i have deported my own life

into this foolish splendour

i have brought the beauty of a soul

cold and dark as the last day

is the image of the dream

that made it all worth-while

in exile

if there is a sign out there hiding

come to me now or forever hold your peace

you'll find me in my room in the guesthouse

riding clouds that are hard to please

when there is a fight i will be there

it feels so good to do what one should not do

and i play i gamble and stay

i look - but i never turn back