Nerve Songtext
von Jack Cheshire

Here comes the night
You might cross my path
I know it′s near
Somewhere 'round the corner
Rivers of light
Bled from all the stars
Drifting their way
Outward in the darkness
Here come the nerves
In between the bars
Chasing the eyes
Staining on the glass
Riddles of words
Skipping from the tongues
Thoughts that recoil


Everything collapsing
Right before your very eyes
With the west wind rolling by
There is a force
Hid beneath the veils
We′re in its wake
Resistance is futile
I can't decide
Can't resist the tide
Dragging me ′round
Like everybody else
Right before your very eyes
With the west wind rolling by
Right before your very eyes
With the west wind rolling by