"Alone with the crowd to be / Alone together at least"
Time to Scream Happy New Year
Alone with the crowd I see The frozen brittleness of Our surging society Spasming through motions of love Screaming aloud silently Like painted puppets we dance Animated by steel strings Bound and gagged by time and chance
Beautiful bright broken things Alone with the crowd to be Alone together at least Dance this dance of death with me Starving to death at our feast Of booming banality But it doesn't hurt at all Doesn't matter anyway
Dancing on thin ice looks nice Icicle fragility Nobody escapes the ball Everybody dies someday Isn't that why we are here? Now the ball will fall away Pretty smiles freeze hard in fear Hold my hand I understand
Welcome to the end my friend Time to scream Happy New Year