Barracuda Capital Of The World - Versus the Mirror

Children twisting through the trees

Unconscious and unguilty

Here we’re alone

A final confession as i ask for a high drive

Before i take this plunge i wipe my eyes dry

Crack the window like a rib

Let our heat escape

Pain the sky

Stand in line for the next great adventure

No one takes steps like me

The next generation has abolished all the pioneers of this golden age

And acclaimed the harmony in all this beautiful disharmony

Stand in line for the next great adventure

No one takes steps like me

Comfort is a word of the past

And damnation is my kind of free

Send me the sunset

Or the history of torture

It’s being without this faith that brought this together

Stand in line for the next great adventure

No one takes steps like me

Comfort is a word of the past

And damnation is my kind of free