Somebody said, late at night, when it rains
That you can hear the dreams of the world
But when it rains, I dream of the spiders
In the corners of my janitor's closet
He used to move with the wind at his back
Before a life of disappointment...
I stand in the place I will stay
For the rest of my days
And I don't feel anything
The time will wash by, all I will know
Is the smell of sanitized floors and walls
And I don't feel anything
How many years have been lost?
How many days in this place?
But when it rains the roof leaks
In buckets of soap and water
In buckets of soap and water
No stories, no glory, only soap and water
No stories, no glory, only soap and water
With a life of disappointment
No stories, no glory, only soap and water
No stories, no glory, only soap and water
When it rains with disappointment
The Moon on the hill
A dark ocean sky
The curtains rise...
They're trying to tell us We have all night We have all night
Lacerta
Cetus
Anusta
In the Gallery of Chameleon