Misfits of Passion
Album: Modern Protocol
By: Wysh
By: Wysh
Duration
4:03
Genres
Description
"Misfits of Passion" was composed as a power ballad in 1989 and was recently reworked and rerecorded in 2011 as part of the Modern Protocol concept album trilogy series. It features a classic style with haunting lyrics and orchestral support.
Lyrics
Lame but in touch I talk to myself It's a good conversation Until I'm interrupted by that voice Not another revelation Perhaps Rome was built in one day Poe was a marvel but too drawn out Listen to me, now I'm a critic Washed away in a sea of doubt I'm sitting alone on a foreign coast Taking the advice of a young English ghost Hiding behind shields from people with swords Penning my prose and charting my chords Ski resorts, hotels in Adelaide Color in the picture with a contrasting shade When I look in the mirror, I still see The eyes of a monster staring back at me Got useless appointments, we're never late Dear sweet Julie keeps it all straight Got medals of valor that hang on the wall And a little white room at the end of the hall I hang out with drunks and wanna-bes Who live in altered realities Misfits of Passion who have their fill As long as I'm footing the bill The nights are long and I'm alone Given more time to think about home Helplessly stranded in a one-way town Where nothing but problems seem to abound And they know our names in all of the bars Hey! Aren't you those crazy rock stars? I shake my head and deny being me Then sip my Fosters quietly I go back to the hotel smashed out of my head Thinking over everything that was said I go to sleep with my mind on fire Yeah I go to sleep with my mind on fire
