| The Big House Written in 1996 and released on the tour only CD Lovers Leap sold on tour & online in 1997. It has never been played live as far as I know. |
| The big house is lit up at night,
an island in the calm of the storm Scattered meaningless shattered words and bored security guards The speaker stack is a wall too high to climb It protects you from the outside world Malice, jealousy and their hard, cruel touch I exchange the look - "Yeah, well, good luck" I turn my back - the gold plated carrot on a stick - You just hurt my heart too much Now you have a name, it doesn't matter who you are Don't think about it, maybe you'll go far Let them weigh you and judge you and let them Tell me what to say I don't believe you anymore Tell me what to say I don't have the words anymore Sense of peace and dignity undermined Your reverse Midas Touch My fear always made you laugh I never liked it all that much Tell me what to say I don't believe you anymore Tell me what to say I don't have the words anymore |