Oasis

Eyes over the city
rise up from your soul
They hang over the streets at night
Brought on by the cold
We live with the numbers
Mining a dream for the same old song
What hope for the turning
If everything you know is wrong
So come on, shake your rag doll, baby
Before you change your mind
Then come on, when the rapture takes me
Be the fallen angel by my side
If you carry the lantern
I'll carry you home
You search for the disappeared
I'll bury the cold
Yours is a messiah