I see you at the post office almost everyday
Thinking of the words that will make you fall in love with me
And everything seems to become grey no blue or reds anymore, living is becoming a chore
I hope that you will be my saving grace, deliver me from the ash and debasement
Give me hope, give me tranquility. GIVE ME SOMETHING TO BELIEVE
We'll be rebels until we die
Well be remembered for the rest of time
Come join me my friend we can live again
We will live in a comet in the sky
Hale-Bopp is vacanct tonight
Vacant like my aspirations in life
Vacant like the nice parts of my mind
Like the nice parts of my mind
Tell me would you like to die
For me, for me
We will live in a comet in the sky
Hale-Bopp is vacanct tonight
Vacant like my aspirations in life
Vacant like the nice parts of my mind