Fifth
Column
Jesus Christ doesn't know what to say
Still I hope for an answer some day
Dusty candles and a bottle of wine
Will tide me over one more time
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall
So that you may rise, you must fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Old wooden chairs, glass lamp on the wall
Cracked plaster and books on the floor
Worn out mattress in the corner's your bed
This may tide you over - or mess with your head
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall now
So that you may rise, you'll call
Before you die you'll call out on
Anyone..Anyone..anyone?
Streams of light creep through your window
Dances like ghosts on your broken mirrors
Faded curtains roll slow in the breeze
Hazy eyed the morning wakes you to your knees
Doesn't anyone feel like I do anymore?
No.No.No.No.No.No.
This morning's got a fine glow
Last night's shadows played tricks on my head
I'm gonna conquer this world
Soon as I get out of bed
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall
So that you may rise, you must fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Jesus Christ didn't know what to say
Still I had hoped for an answer some day
Dusty candles and a bottle of wine
Will tide me over one more time
Before you may rise, you'll fall
Before you may rise, you'll fall now
So that you may rise, you'll call
Before you die you'll call out on
Anyone..Anyone..anyone
Streams of light creep through your window
Dances like ghosts on your broken mirrors
Faded curtains roll slow in the breeze
Hazy eyed the morning wakes you to your feet
Doesn't anyone feel like I do anymore?