Totally in quitar-play...

Something is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it is
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did

And hardness, it sets in
You need some protection
The thinner the skin

I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone, anything at all

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around

I don't wanna see you cry
But I know that this is not goodbye

In summer I can taste the salt in the sea
There's a kite blowing out of control on a breeze
I wonder what's gonna happen to you
You wonder what has happened to me

I'm a man, I'm not a child
I'm a man who sees
In the shadow behind your eyes

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
I don't wanna see you cry
But I know that this is not goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye-eye
Goodbye-eye-eye
Goo-oodbye

Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn't taste it
Life should be fragrant
Roof top to the basement
The last of the rock stars
When hip hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea
That was the big idea

Communication... Communication...

Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn't taste it
Life should be fragrant
Roof top to the basement
The last of the opera stars
When hip hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea
That was the big idea
Talk to eachother
 

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

It's too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooo
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all



I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo Figaro - magnifico-o-o-o

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go - will you let me go
It's the LAW! No - we will not let you go - let him go
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let him go
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me
for me
for me



So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, to me

Anyway the wind blows...

Hello, hello, hello

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone at home?

Come on, come on down,

I hear you’re feeling down.

Well I can ease your pain,

Get you on your feet again.

Relax, relax, relax

I need some information first.

Just the basic facts.

Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying.

When I was a child, I had a fever.

My hands felt just like two balloons.

Now I’ve got that feeling once again.

I can’t explain, you would not understand.

This is not how I am.

I have become comfortably numb.

[guitar solo]

I have become comfortably numb.

OK, OK, OK

Just a little pin prick.

There’ll be no more, aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh,

But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up, stand up, stand up.

I do believe it's working good.

That’ll keep you going for the show.

Come on, it’s time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying.

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse.

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look, but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now.

The child has grown, the dream is gone.

But I have become comfortably numb.

[guitar solo]