Some summers in the evening after six or so. I walk on down the hill and may be buy a beer. I think about my friends, sometimes I wish they lived out here.
Some summers in the evening after six or so. I walk on down the hill and maybe buy a beer. I think about my friends. Sometimes I wish they lived out here.
Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent. Floating overhead, undoing his helmet. Through the murky beams and blue-green sea life. I saw him spinnin' towards the moonlight.
ain't gonna live in this old town. people try to run you down. ain't gonna live in this old town. not the place to raise a kid. not the way my mother did.
Gone and left me. And I'm feelin' mighty low (x4). . The current state of events has me depressed. I used be accessed by the best. But now the worst has me stressed.
Dedicated to Julian May, author of "The Many Coloured Land(The Saga of the Exiles in the Pliocene epoch). . The rupture of the brain from flesh, children of the black..
Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts.. Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts.. Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts.. If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries must be smashed!.
Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts.. Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts.. Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts.. If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries must be smashed!.
Such a gruesome bleeding heart. Stabbing against the thrust. Those vicous memories. Of broken trust. The bitter food of hatred. I will force feed. Youll suffer my indifferrence.
Agonising road to ruin. Fright filled roots of soul. Iconoclasmic nightmare watching. Grief now uncontrolled. Uncertain loss, my pain - frustration. Now to reign regret.
Racing down the alleyways. The summers here I hope she stays forever. Winter froze the pond this year. With spiky rain. In silence from the fall. The sky has turned to cellophane.
It's you. You scared me half to death. What for. It's just a race between me and forever. I was on my ten speed all the way. . I faced. Myself and saw no one.
I've got dumb blues over you and I'm godless suddenly. I don't have anything you need. . I've got these bones under me. And i want to find a cure for time.
Hold close now, it's your only assurance. Of controlling the outcome of this ending. Is it ending or just leaving us tired and waiting?. . You're chasing the reasons, revolving in circles.
Remembering the moments. It's so unclear. Re-living it just to disappear. . It's always the wrong way. And never the same. It's dragging and staggered.
The aftermath was better than I thought it would be. But I closed my eyes, so I couldn't see what would become of it. The stars, they burn bright in this evening sky.
all i'm asking is the strength. to see me through these days. the face of youth keeps turning west. they don't seem to care. but i'm walking in the sun.
you had it your way. now don't you think it's my turn?. you had it your way. some people never learn. you say, you say. that nothing will change. you say, you say.
Seven years or seven lives. Put a price on anything. A word of wisdom to the wise. You've given up on everything. The more you learn to recognize. The danger signs are gathering.
VERSO 1. Tuve un sueo ayer. Que me dejo con el alma rota. Algo en ti cambio. Que no lo ves. Solo escuchame esta vez. Porque por ti puedo existir. Porque por ti puedo morir.