“Greater Than 84″ | |
There’s an open sky and an empty city | |
Where the rain falls of the night. | |
Upon precious flames, we once found so pretty | |
Our frail and only light. | |
Love is all that’s left, | |
And I’m emotionless. | |
You won’t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We’re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future’s here it’s 1985, | |
It’s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Oh… | |
All the emptiness overfills this city | |
So you’ll be queen tonight. | |
As you overthrow looking pale and pretty | |
I welcome your requite. | |
They told us love can save, | |
So we prepared our graves. | |
You won’t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We’re trapped between the nightmares | |
And I fear | |
The future’s here it’s 1985, | |
It’s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count down the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Standing beneath the meteor showers. | |
Oh! | |
You won’t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We’re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future’s here it’s 1985, | |
It’s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
" Greater Than 84 | |
There' s an open sky and an empty city | |
Where the rain falls of the night. | |
Upon precious flames, we once found so pretty | |
Our frail and only light. | |
Love is all that' s left, | |
And I' m emotionless. | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Oh | |
All the emptiness overfills this city | |
So you' ll be queen tonight. | |
As you overthrow looking pale and pretty | |
I welcome your requite. | |
They told us love can save, | |
So we prepared our graves. | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count down the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Standing beneath the meteor showers. | |
Oh! | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
" Greater Than 84 | |
There' s an open sky and an empty city | |
Where the rain falls of the night. | |
Upon precious flames, we once found so pretty | |
Our frail and only light. | |
Love is all that' s left, | |
And I' m emotionless. | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Oh | |
All the emptiness overfills this city | |
So you' ll be queen tonight. | |
As you overthrow looking pale and pretty | |
I welcome your requite. | |
They told us love can save, | |
So we prepared our graves. | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Will you hold my hand as we count down the hours? | |
The hours? | |
Standing beneath the meteor showers. | |
Oh! | |
You won' t read it in the papers | |
In this time. | |
Keep your hands clean | |
Just read my mind. | |
We' re trapped between the nightmares, | |
And I fear | |
The future' s here it' s 1985, | |
It' s 1985. | |
Can you read my mind? | |