Risingson

[3d] I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club maze We would struggle through the dub daze I see myself in there upon my lover It's how you go down to the men's room sink Sad we talk of how madmen think I see myself in there upon my lover I don't know her from another miss I don't know you from another See me run now you're gone...dream on