Crying for Help Two - Arena

Half heard cries in the night Bolt the door Put out the light The clock just stopped Time goes slow Listen to my voice on the telephone Fine prayers Sweet dream

This is a clown's tale Falling over Again and again He paints his face With colours from the sun But he is living in the rain This is a clown's tale Jumping up

Desperation on your own Let the kindred spirits go Keep on building Stone on stone Never fail Never doubt Stands alone Stone on stone I shall lie within this sh

Creeping out into the night Keep your hands outstretched and Your eyes closed tightly Running out on your own Don't answer the door or the Telephone This is no

Forget the lights Forget the sounds You no longer need me round Lost my patience Lost my pride The story of my life Innocence is no way to hide Forget the light

Soon there will come a time Whether a life like mine Reaches you Touches you Under a cloud of fear No longer need me here Feeling secure Part of the cause Drama