mipsjan

#smenu_0 table, #smenu_2 table, #smenu_3 table, #smenu_4 table, #smenu_5 table {margin-top: 180px !important;} #smenu_0 table, #smenu_2 table, #smenu_3 table, #smenu_4 table, #smenu_5 table {margin-top: 180px !important;} #body_top{background:transparent repeat fixed center center !important;* filter:none !important;}td , table, tr, span, div{background:transparent !important;* filter:none !important;}#menu1 div, span, font, tr td, .HTMLtext, .div_profiletext .linkMenuUpperSel, .link10lightsand, .linkMenuUpper, .linkMenuLower, .usersOnline div, .link11greythin, .link11grey, .size11grey, .size11darkgrey, .link11darkgrey, .size11lightgrey, .link11, .size11, .link11underline, .linkMenuLowerSel, #shortmessage_menu, table table div div div.size11white{color:#7fff00 !important;}#skyscraber, #add_top, #winnerHolder, .menuTopLinkDivider, .menuTopLinkDivSel img{visibility:hidden !important;display:none !important;}tr td, #menu1 div, #body_top, table, #menu1, #menu1 div{border:0px !important;}body > div, #menu1{background-color:#000000 !important;}.link11underline:hover, a:hover, a.size11darkgrey:hover, #menu1 div:hover, #pcontents table table div div table table td a.link11:hover{text-decoration:underline !important;color: #ffff00!important;} body, table, tr, td {background-image: ; border:0px solid;} Through these city nightmares you'd walk with me And we'd talk of it with idealistic assurance That it wouldn't tear us apart We'd keep our heads above the blackened water But there's no room for ideals in this mechanical place And you're gone now Through a grimy window that I can't keep clean Through billowing smoke that's swallowed the sun You're nowhere to be seen Do you think our desires still burn I guess it was desires that tore us apart There has to be passion A passion for living, surviving And that means detachment Every-body has a weapon to fight you with To beat you with when you are down There were too many defences between us Doubting all the time Fearing all the time Doubting all the time Fearing all the time That like these urban nightmares We'd blacken each others skies When we passed the subway we tried to ignore our fate there Of written threats on endless walls Unjustified crimes carried on stifled calls Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain It used to mingle with our tears then dry with the hopes that we left behind It rains even harder now.