Is All That We See Or Seem But A Dream Within A Dream?

PAIN, WILL YOU RETURN IT?

There'll be times when my crimes Will seem almost unforgivable I give in to sin Because you have to make this life livable

Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows Strangelove, that's how my love goes Strangelove, will you give it to me?

There'll be days when I'll stray I may appear to be constantly out of reach I give in to sin Because I like to practice what I preach

Will you take the pain I will give to you Again and again and will you return it?

Song: Strangelove

Artist: Depeche Mode

Album: Music For The Masses

LET ME SEE YOU STRIPPED DOWN TO THE BONE

Come with me into the trees We'll lay on the grass and let the hours pass Take my hand, come back to the land Let's get away just for one day

Metropolis has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand, come back to the land Where everything's ours for a few hours

Let me hear you make decisions without your television Let me hear you speaking just for me

Song: Stripped

Artist: Depeche Mode

Album: Black Celebration

New Member Of The Family

HEAVEN IS IN YOUR KISS, SALVATION LIES JUST A TOUCH AWAY

Wayne Hussey and friends remake the classic Mission anthem 'Tower Of Strength' in support of Covid-19 related charities globally.

Song: TOS2020

Artist: ReMission International

Album: TOS2020

WHERE IS THE LINE BETWEEN PROGRESS AND DECLINE?

We are functional We are efficient We are prepared And self sufficient And we only destroy For the greater good So you can be free to Consume more as you should And lead a better life

We are dysfunctional And Inefficient We're unprepared We are deficient And we only kill for the bottom line So you can be free to Consume more as you should And lead a better life

What happened to make us want to be blind What is it in us That made us believe in all of the lies Spoon fed to us By the ones who only stand to profit from our loss Exploiting our misery and selling it back to us for a cost

LET MY BODY DO THE MOVING, LET MY HANDS DO THE SOOTHING

Let me take you on a trip Around the world and back And you won't have to move, you just sit still Now let your mind do the walking And let my body do the talking

I'll take you to the highest mountain To the depths of the deepest sea And we won't need a map, believe me

Let me put you on a ship On a long, long trip Your lips close to my lips All the islands in the ocean All the heavens in motion

That's all there is Nothing more than you can feel now That's all there is

Let me show you the world in my eyes

Song: World In My Eyes

Artist: Depeche Mode

Album: Violator

YOUR LIPS ARE COLD 100 YEARS, FROZEN DEEP INSIDE YOUR FEARS

Under a layer of broken bone Reaching out Into the shadows Like a razor cutting through the fold Sliced out Into the shadows

MY KIND OF LOVE THAT LEAVES ME ALL ALONE

No one can brace my fall Coming down again You are the one to call to leave me on the floor

In my wildest visions, the ones I can’t ignore I defy the sunset, I don’t sleep no more

THE SHADOWS FROM WITHIN, RELEASE YOU FROM YOUR SINS

Disorder and silence turn to dark Either with me or torn apart Memories from afar Swaying back and forth Ever so constant the thought on my mind It’s just a matter of time Into the mirror Existence divides Things could be clearer My presence denied Staring at the door Seen this place before Running in silence, nowhere to hide It’s just a matter of time

SEE THE STARS THEY’RE SHINING BRIGHT, EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT TONIGHT

I'm taking a ride with my best friend I hope he never lets me down again He knows where he's taking me Taking me where I want to be

We're flying high We're watching the world pass us by Never want to come down Never want to put my feet back down on the ground

Never let me down

Song: Never Let Me Down Again

Artist: Depeche Mode

Album: Music For The Masses

Ritual mockery, rectified doubt

I'm holding with arms open wide

Sleeping endless sleep on a bed of nails

AS OUR PRETTY FACES DIE, OUR BROKEN HEARTS WILL WONDER WHY

Boys are so cold, they speak without meaning The only time they talk is in their sleep Girls are a bore, their touch without feeling Their secrets always far too grim to keep