And now I go on searching for the pieces I left behind,. Picking up some here and there, but only to find,. That I'm just floating, I can't find me,. I'm just being with what's left of me,.
Sitting on a park bench --. eyeing ittle girls with bad intent.. Snot running down his nose --. greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.. Drying in the cold sun --.
"...here we are (see what happens)...face to face, a coupla of a silver. spoons...". "...a coupla of silver spoons (Ye-heah!)...signin' up, a coupla of silver.
Comment allez vous?. Un, deux, trois, quatre. . Yam! Bam! Mo chat "Splash". Git sur mon lit. A bouffe sa langue. En buvant (tronc) mom whisky. Quant a moi.
Rock the boat but don't capsize. Pussy so we that it'll baptize you. Welcome to my water park. The only one that's open after dark.
Love is an avenue of stars. I know because I've seen the glow. Lighting up faces, faces that have been. Close enough to shine at what they have seen. .
Please be careful is never careful. Till it hears the gun. She will always pay the bills. For the, having big fun. . He talks so well, what can you do?.
There's a person that I'd like to be, Anne Marie. I can glimpse him when you're next to me, Anne Marie. There is music that no one can hear, Anne Marie.
We're building a home on the side of a mountain. Above the clouds, next to the sky. And after our labors, the stars will be neighbors. We'll take our place with them in space.
All the world loves lovers. All the world loves people in love. Don't forget it. Don't forget it. Love, whatever the price. . All the world loves lovers.
All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything.
I'm a ghost to you now. I'm someone you don't really wish to see. I'm a ghost to you now. A shadow since you turned your back on me. . Maybe you'll learn.
walk through nature's dweeling. hide from obscure trees listening. winter brings gloom, brings remnants of. our shadows. twilight casts shadows on those who.
I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balcony. Okay-get my Brooke Shields doll out. Get my left glove on my left hand. Are ya ready?. I'm sick of Michael Jackson.
Auf dem Zeitstrom, Fluwelt der Zeit. die Suche nach der Macht, die uns befreit. ewiger Planet, noch unbekannt. Expedition ins Niemandsland. Gefahren ausgesetzt, dem Tod doch fern.
Die Fernbedienung in der Hand. sind wir schon alle sehr gespannt. die Show die wir auf dem Bildschirm sehen. soll niemals mehr zu Ende gehen. Fremde Menschen sitzen im Kreis.
(Powderfinger/Fanning). you've been working all you life. all weekends and overtime. while your trying to unwind. you can't relate to the leisured life.
Rolling lifes endless highway, seems there aint no wrong or right way. We just keep heading towards that distant light. Maybe were two restless souls, never sure which way to go.