deaf gods of babylon
lord tracy, 1989

THE CHOSEN ONES

Sunday drivers, to the wire
Hearts are burning, hot desire
Picture windows, when the wind blows
Singing songs, every man knows

So when you’re all alone
Remember you could be the one

Only the few, The CHOSEN ONES
Just like me & you, The CHOSEN ONES

See the people in the street,
It’s in the eyes of those you meet, yeah
In the morning, the light is calling
Darkness falling, Daylight calling