Smashing Pumpkins

Fall into thecentury on a supersonic cross
blessed she in aching silence, eternal loss
calling out i won't surrender a locket of her hair
sympathize her pious pleasures
go down the stairs
into the dark again
to feel alive again, and wait for
real love
or is it me you're after
is it time
cause it's now or never
real love
real love forever
real love
born of the ball and chain
into a world sustained with sorrow
real love
a real touch we speak in
is it lies
or is it what we're seekin'
real love
in the eyes, behold and you'll find the 21st century
detonate her will and her widowed speech
buried in the backyard shadow, the rusty coffee tin
that held her mother's first kiss
in a nameless dream
fall down the stairs again