Hondo Maclean Lola's Pictures
Deciphering the codes
From transmittions hardly sent
Leads us to misinterpretation
Of shadows dancing in the shade
We've been chasing angels
Halfway across the hall
Every time we catch one
You can guarentee she'll fall
Into our hands - into our laps
There lies your shattered arrest
Where lips left tattoo prints on you
We're perfecting the art of dreaming
We're collecting memories
Transmissions need replacing
Decipher and dissect the codes we've been sent
Your bad fruits have over ripened
Rip it open - rip it out
Why are you hiding?
When you could be dancing
