Logos
Faded Paper Figures
Signs on every mountain side
line highways, stitching desert thread.
Billboards break my spirits down,
sky writing in this shell over my head
My soul goes with your logos
From check-in to the flight
My soul goes with your logos
Now there's no place left to dream tonight.
All these colonies complete
All these visions come from you
Every space around replete
I can't think when you wallpaper my room.
My soul goes with your logos
From black-out to the light
My soul goes with your logos
Now there's no place left to dream tonight.
Give me radio time
On the wires in your mind
Keep transmitting, I will hear you…
My soul goes with your logos
Slavoj was probably right
My soul goes with your logos
Now there's no place left to dream tonight.
My soul goes with your logos
From knock-out to the fight
My soul goes with your logos
Now there's no place left to dream tonight.