BACK PAGE NEWS
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
Good news is no news, the rainmaker has left town, in the back ally
there’s a king, looking for his crown.
If tomorrow comes like a rainbow, tonight will disappear like a dream,
if hate is like an engine, than love is like steam.
Oh Romeo where for art thou, Juliet is sick in bed, he’s off in the part
of heaven, where angels fear to tread.
The great conquerer of the evening, surveys his new acquisition, the
priest turns out to be a pimp, and the poet a politician.
Oh if the night had a name, I wonder what it would be, if the darkness
had vision, I wonder what it would see.
Beyond the lonely horizon, the morning approaches so silently, in a
dark room two pawns of the night, make love so violently.
Who will write this great chronicle of time, who will burn with fury for a
distant shore, who’s gonna say I’ve had enough, who’s gonna beg for
Turn the day and bend the river, find a door and wonder why, dance
the unknown dance of the morning, turn your lover to the sky.
With all the pity of the morning, and the mercy of the night, hunger
fights against modesty, and it’s always a fair fight.
And the princess must swim, in her lake of tears, and the coward is the
one, who must face the hero’s fears.
The jury must someday judge itself, and the judge must know when to
believe a lie, the man of action must know when to give up, the man of
thought must know when to try.
Truth is like a brick thru a window, thrown by the hand of sorrow, in a
house where joy is hidden, in the cellar of tomorrow.
But now one last drink, to the anonymous characters of this story, who
have slain all the dragons, but have never tasted glory.
The front page is for dreamers, the rainmaker’s muse, turn to the ink
of wonder, in the back page news.