There's nothing like a miracle to make you feel small The neon light, the revelry, the blinking audacity The futureless certainty, the shrivelled humanity The endless pursuit of a failed opportunity Some people in my orbit have a vision so small The simpleton certitude, division is added to The cowardly dance of the easy way out The alluring romance to be one in the crowd We're two strangers living for tomorrow We fly away together, never touching down And the darkness we push away forever Bitter tears of sorrow never come around Standing on a freeway in the alley of fear The new masculinity, peacock divinity Blank egomaniac, Damascan epiphany Swollen fascination with your own capability We're two strangers living for tomorrow We fly away together, never touching down And the darkness we push away forever Bitter tears of sorrow never come around