wir haben wieder die nacht zum tag gemacht. ich nehm' mein frhstck abends um acht. gedanken flieen zh wie kaugummi. mein kopf ist schwer wie blei, mir zittern die knie.
To me it seems youve lost your steam. Your steam it seems youve lost it, lost it. Demons haunt your thinking, freedom gone. And all exhausted (exhausted).
Heavy eyelid. Hanging head. Thorns on my pillow. Turn into pinions. My conscience stucks. Falling to the ground. . Mud and slime everywhere. Another demon.
It's right now I see it all appear in a brighter light. Right now I lose myself within my own truth. Right now I'm wishing things would slow down. Cause I can't breathe no more and I don't even wanna try.
Forgot to mention the new detention. Forgone conclusion, current lack of inspiration. Sophisticated, unpopulated, choose a television set. Of color screen sensation.
Mic check 1 2, check it... alright!. . I was strollin' down the avenue. I was strollin down when I met you. Yeah on 5th Avenue. I wasn't recently dead.
They don't need an autobike. Someone, plastic. Stick around, stick around. Selfish liars wanna cheat. . Your insecurity. I know I've gotta get away. .
Congregate to correlate this brotherhood of norm.. Orchestrate what we love to hate and watch the masses form.. Line up the bodies, watch them fall.. As the blind man shouts, "I will lead you all.".
Dreaming of autumn flowers. Waiting for the day. When I'll get to use their powers. To take me away. So hard to smile when they frown and put us down.
When the night closes in. And the dark shadows fall. That's where it starts again. Evil making its call. . To someone who sits unaware. Could it be you, I'd beware.
I embrace a world of wrath. A path so grim and horrid, horrid. . No illusions, no god or goat. No dying worthless mimic weakness. . Written words without proof.
Let me say this one more time. Just in case you didn't hear it right. I'll put it in my own words. So I'll know it's understood. You sent me out on a limb.
by Nanci Griffith. You can cuss the daylights out of this pale winter moon. And we can ponder every reason why your true love was untrue. You can cry your eyes out, I've got a shoulder here for you.
The touch of your hand will let me know. You take me in and let me go. If not for love why would we meet. How is it done two into one so easily. . We're lifted up by angels.
I saw you on the avenue. You looked so tired and a little blue. You were in your Sunday best. With your father's tie upon your chest. (chorus). Hey, you always stood me still.
I went to Amsterdam. I got so lost down the way. I took the crooked path. I wish that I'd never stayed. I cannot change the past. Can I change, change the past?.
You can break them down. With your highs and lows. But she's familiar with the sound. The sound you make every time you go. . Always. Always she waits for you.
Well I was just a-thinkin' we could work it out. Maybe get around to take the trip down south. But she had had enough. . So I stormed out of the bedroom to the mornin' light.
Just beyond the stairs and the mailbox squares. There's an elevator up to you. And with each small stride. One story at time. My heart'll have some work to do.