O my Luve's like a red, red rose. That's newly sprung in June. O my Luve's like the melodie. That's sweetly play'd in tune. . As fair art thou, my bonnie lass.
A Fond Kiss. . (Robert Burns poem / Live on Peel Acres 01-22-04). . A fond kiss, and then we sever. A farewell, and then forever. Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee.
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream. Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream. When I want you in my arms. When I want you and all your charms. Whenever I want you, all I have to do is.
[Verse 1: Jonwayne]. I was sitting in Japan when my nephew was born. Broke my damn heart when I wasn't there for him. It made me think about my life. And my order of operations.
I'm wandering the town all light off. I don't know where I'm leaving for. The muddy rain start to fall on me. And I'm walking down to subway. . I can't see all around me.
Desert Rose. Why do you live alone. If you are sad. I'll make you leave this life. Are you white, blue or bloody red. All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand.
Now you're walking the well-healed ground. Upon a fragile course. The Gin Lane talk has been getting you down. 'Cos the hero Blake could not be found.
Gunshots shatter the peace of night. it's just another fire fight. for the people of this little town. but for the dying soldier. he's feeling ten yerars older.
Jesus, Mother, Mary, God. All of you who claim to know the soul. What's your view?. Let me take you by the hand. Show how it isn't planned. What they say about you.
When I dream, I get pictures of the world I've never seen. I'm playing parts upon the silver screen. I'm anything my dream wants me to be. The picture always ends with you and me.
Seized and charged and don't you know it. You were caught for a crime but you didn't do it. These city walls that call you stranger. Your surprise local death will bring answers.
This place looks familiar, they always are,. Came here again to meet you, forgotten star,. What's that can I hear you talking? What's that you say?. Every cloud has a silver lining, come on mate!.
Weren't you so strong. That you played with fire. And you didn't get burned. By your own desire?. . But after all you said and done. You had to fall like everyone.
Respirators, ventilators. High and holy legislators. Give me agony, pure agony. Aah, vegetation, indignation. Endless one-way conversation. Ain't living to me, yeah.
Appaloosa, runnin' wild in the dead of the night. Appaloosa, you're the message of love and light. . Apparitions, they grow wild in the plains of my mind.
Well, bring on the band. And the melody man. Let the mockingbirds sing along. It's a wonderful life. And the night is so young. . Well, ladies and gents.
Can't stand this silence any more I'm dying. The words no sooner leave my lips. I'm out of your life in the beat of a heart. It was selfish it was cruel undeniably uncool.
And now that psychedelia's gone when the hell ya gonna face reality boy. We can't be that asinine to think that nineteen sixty nine was the way it should be.