Feel The Breeze (Spring II: Enigmatic Love) Lyrics

Hookers with hobbies are home for the weekend

Powdering noses for hobbledy horses

Straight jacket perversions for bent politicians

It's all in a day's work for the night apparitions

Lightning bolt flashes alarming the masses

Reflect in the faces of those painted ladies

Escaping in carriages whilst wiping their faces

From the shame they accrued from all their disgraces

Oh, feel the breeze

Feel the breeze

Rocking horse children have no one to rely on

As ladies in dresses spend a day at the races

Watching pirates protest being put through their paces

And secretly wish they could all take their places

There's a war in the sky between the thunder and the rain

And the elements fight till the end of the day

And they're both just like actors trying to get laid

In their own sweet fucked up way

Oh, darling, feel the breeze

Oh, feel the breeze

Sometimes we say things we don't always mean things

And sometimes it seems we only say mean things

Get carried away at the edge of extreme things

Breaking down chairs and shouting and screaming

As we run over rooftops away from the madness

Of crowded up coffee shops

Aggressively hounded by sounds ensurround

Like a coat made of foxes

It feels so luxurious and totally toxic

And sometimes you're in love

And sometimes you're with love

And sometimes you give love

And sometimes you hate love

And sometimes you take love

And sometimes you make love

And sometimes you fake love

But it's a totally great love

Oh, feel the breeze

Oh, darling, feel the breeze

There's a sun in the sky

As the rain washes down on you

They spit in your eye

And they kick you to the ground

As they leave you to die

And you're lost but you're found

That you're breathing alive

As you fight to survive it all

Feel the breeze