All alone I was searching for my Lenore
in the words of Mr. Edgar Allen Poe.
Now I'm sober and nevermore.
Will the raven come to bother me at home?
Calling you, calling you home.
You. Calling you, calling you home.
By the door you said you had to go
Couldn't help me any, anymore
This I saw coming long before
So I kept on staring out the window.
Calling you, calling you home.
You. Calling you, calling you home.
I am a natural entertainer - aren't we all?
Holding pieces of dying ember.
I'm just trying to remember who I can call.
Who can I call?
Home. Calling you, calling you...
I run a secret propaganda aren't we all?
Hiding pieces of broken anger.
I'm just trying to remember who I can call.
Who can I call?
Born in a war of opposite attraction.
it isn't, or isn it a natural conception.
Torn by the arms in opposite directions.
it isn't, or isn it a modernist reaction?
Is it like this?
Is it always the same?
When I hide at begins
Is it like this?
Do you like this?
Is it always the same?
Will you come back again?
Do you like this?
Is it always the same?
And will you come back again?
Do you like this?
Oh, do you like this?
Is it like this?
Is it always the same?
If you change your phone number, will you understand me?
Is it like this?
Is it always the same?
When a heartache begins
Is it like this?
If you like this
You will remember my name.
Will you play it again?
If you like this..