O look at you
O look at me
Our fancy dress
How we talk to impress
O look at you
O look at me
Fingers lined with golden rings
O look at you
O look at me
Our rooms are filled with pretty things
O look at you
O look at me
All tumble down 123
Daddy’s on the floor again
Sisters tending garden
Mother likes ‘em lil blue pills
A life caught up in boredom
Tragedy tragedy
This has become you and me
Tragedy tragedy
You, me and the devil make three…
What we aspire and what we achieve
Leaves us begging on bloody knees
You, me and the devil make three…
What we aspire and what we achieve
Leaves us begging on bloody knees
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES
Breathe…
Your mouth forms a smile
A moment to stop all the dials
Within this love, there lies desire
To see a meeting of truth transpire
Breathe into me, all that you are
I have run so hard, and come so far
Breathe into me
Breathe into me, all that you are
I have run so hard, and come so far
Breathe into me
Breathe…
Past is history - we learn nothing from that
The future is a mystery – we’ll leave it like that
The present is a gift - which we seldom invite
You’ll find me in the moments ‘tween the flickerin’ light
Breathe into me, all that you are
I have run so hard, and come so far
Breathe into me
Breathe into me, all that you are
I have run so hard, and come so far
Breathe into me
Breathe…
Your mouth forms a smile
A moment to stop all the dials
Within this love, there lies desire
To see a meeting of truth transpire
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES
Bring your scars - your broken hearts
When all for one, the job gets done
The waters we’ll sail and the flag will fly
All aboard, hear our battle cry…
Neither death nor life will break us down
As one we stand, with our eyes set on that crown
Neither death nor life will break us down
Bring on the fire, wind and sand – we now have the upper hand
Leave your wives – and their mournful eyes
Gather the crop, together we tie the knot
The waters we’ll sail and the flag will fly
All aboard, hear our battle cry…
Neither death nor life will break us down
As one we stand, with our eyes set on that crown
Neither death nor life will break us down
Bring on the fire, wind and sand – we now have the upper hand
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES
The deal was set for a simple heist
Quick in and out but no playing nice
But the kid tripped the wire and we fell through the ice
Suzie got the sugar and I got the spice
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands
It was never part of the original plan
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands
Got the law chasing us through dust and sand
With Chelsea we would rest for the night
She never asked questions; a good friend of mine
In the backyard we sat and watched the clothes burn
With blood on our hands and a hard lesson to learn
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands
It was never part of the original plan
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands
Got the law chasing us through dust and sand
Seconds ticking to midnight
Seconds ticking to midnight
Seconds ticking to midnight
Seconds ticking to midnight
There were lights. There was panic
The house surrounded. Then all went quiet
A rain of bullets, blood and fire
The screams were muted by the birds on the wire
A simple heist, turned horribly bad
Now 3 dead bodies, with blood still on their hands
With blood still on their hands…
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES
Like rats, we scratch away what we can
To find our place in a fear consumed space
Your walls, your boxes, you will not find me in
I will not be caged and in your wheel I will not spin
I will not spin…
I will find myself; I will find myself again
I will find myself; I will find myself again…
Find myself
Like rats, we scratch…
Where do you get off man?
Where do you get off man?
What do you want from me?
What do you think I can be?
Were you raised to be so greedy or is it the company you keep
Do you ever listen to your hearts call or is it devil with whom you sleep?
Or is it devil with whom you sleep?
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES
I want to tempt you
I want you wanting me
Come a little closer
And you better get down on your knees
Tie you up tightly
Wrap this red rope around your neck
First I want to watch you
Then your eyes, I want to see them beg
True pleasure can be found in the pain
I take my pleasure in hearing you scream my name
True pleasure can only be found in the pain
And that’s exactly what I am going to give you
Darling
The pleasure; the pain
What gets us off is all the same
Darling
The pleasure; the pain
What gets us off is all the same
Darling
The pleasure; the pain
What gets us off is all the same
Darling
The pleasure; the pain
What gets us off is all the same
True pleasure can be found in the pain
I take my pleasure in hearing you scream my name
True pleasure can only be found in the pain
Aint sex is just another one of life’s wicked games?
Now I am going to cut this rope but you best keep your mouth shut
All angels and devils are watching and they’re next once I am done
Lyrics by Joshua Grierson © REFLECTIONS OF FALLING SATELLITES

