[ Featuring Coliseums ]
You say that I cannot express my emotions
You say that I cannot begin to get your devotion
But I come from a patch on the moon
Where the tables turn on a dime
Yeah girls come here as princesses
And leave as creatures of the night
You hear that people don't talk the way they used to
You hear that it's all coming down regardless of whether or not we want it to
But I, my dear, suspect that you hear exactly just what you mean to
All the girls come here as princesses
And leave howling at the full moon
Yeah
Turn and rise
Won't you let your voices sound
Bring your cool white light
To my darkening town
And if I mistake you for a monster in my bed
Just bring your warm touch down
To my wavering head
You said it best when you spoke of angels offering
Salvation down on times we are forever breaking
But I come from a patch on the moon
Where the tables they turn on a dime
What seems to clear by the light of the day
Gets lost in the fog of the night
Yes
Uh huh
Turn and rise
Won't you let your voices sound
Bring your cool white light
To my darkening town
And if I mistake you for a monster in my bed
Just bring your warm touch down
To my wavering head
