Brutal

Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw the balls At coconut fur that hides behind coloured shades that blind your eyes Every child's mother holds an ice-cream cone, they circle round Perceived unknown by an eye that peers from a hole in the tent where no one goes A figure sitting cross-legged on the floor he's clogged and clothed in saffron robes His beads are all he owns Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slow him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the Karma Man Fairy tale skin, depicting scenes from human zoos Impermanent toys like peace and war a gentle face you've seen before Karma Man tattooed on your side, the wheel of life I see my times and who I've been I only live now and I don't know why I struggle hard to take these pictures in, but All my friends can see is just the pinkness of his skin Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slowed him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the Karma Man Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slowed him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the Karma Man

We are satellites in slow decay, Circling hearts that drift away. Signals cross the endless void, Love transmitted, dreams deployed. Verse 2: Signals flicker, hearts collide, Across the night, we cannot hide. Whispers travel through the stars, Time and space cannot keep us apart. Chorus: Satellite love, spinning round, Lost in orbit, yet we are found. Every pulse, a secret sign, Our hearts aligned beyond all time. Floating free, yet tethered close, Love encoded in a cosmic dose...

Neon hearts under violet skies, We dance where the city light dies. Your touch, a spark, ignites the night, Through shadows and dreams, we take flight. Bridge: The echoes of our laughter fade, Into streets where memories are made. Hold me close, don't let me fall, We are infinite through it all. Chorus: Neon hearts, beating fast and free, Guiding us through eternity. Every moment, every glance, We live forever in this dance. The city sleeps, but we remain, Alive inside this electric flame...

Static hum and distant tune, Midnight whispers beneath the moon. Turn the dial, the night alive, Every song makes our spirits thrive. Verse 2: Neon lights reflect the glass, Passing faces, moments that pass. Stories told in melodies, Capturing our memories. Chorus: Midnight radio, play my song, Keep me spinning all night long. Through the crackle, voices soar, Opening every hidden door. Tune in close, don�t let me go, I am alive in the midnight glow...