Not much going on around me. And I can't stand it. Sometimes I wanna leave. It all behind yeah, yeah. Grab me a bag and say goodbye. Head on my way. There's a place right over the hill.
Suddenly I start to know. What really happens to me. New chance, new changes. Better not to lose it again. I'll tell you I'm a liar. What else more should I be?.
Where've you been these days?. I thought I saw you underneath the vines. I look for you there. Makes more sense than looking to the sky. . I see they've cut your hair and grown between your eyes.
Adieu mon coeur. On te jette au malheur. Tu n'auras pas mes yeux. pour mourir. Adieu mon coeur. Les echos du bonheur. Font les chants tristes. Autant qu'un repentir.
There's a girl walking the night. Standing under the light. And they call her Angelina. Nothing to hide letting it show. She un-buttons her long brown overcoat.
Are you and me gonna happen. Are you and me gonna happen soon. . The gods smiled hard down upon. The love that's shared. Heaven's awaiting those who dare.
(I'm an idiot.). Well stop being an idiot then!!!. Even though I've made a few new friends.... It's hard to be back here in Sweden again. As above and so below my friend.
[Words and music by Devin Townsend]. . Alive, but so alone.... Live, so alive.... All we need is money just a little bit of money, and that's all. that we've been searching for.
Forty years from now,. Will I still be scratching away at this hole,. Will I look back into this jar and see a presence worth mentioning?. . I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning,.
I was always a runner. I was always a runner you know. I was always a runner. Became a forgiver and now I have nothing to show. . I was the way you don't go.
Não se admire se um dia. Um beija flor invadir. A porta da tua casa. Te der um beijo e partir. Foi eu que mandei o beijo. Que é pra matar meu desejo. Faz tempo que eu não te vejo.
The first time I saw you was in your apartment. I followed my friends single file through the darkness. I looked your direction for excessive inspection.
I hear the drums echoing tonight. But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation. She's coming in, 12:30 flight. The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation.