Breath

He knows who I am. He looks at me slowly. Each morning he gets up. I lie and miss his body. It's not a waste of time. To feel the heat. Leave the sheets.

Beatles

Our lives were like lines on a map. You could measure us by comparison. . She found out if she took off her clothes. She could score men by embarrassment.

Beautiful Cosmos

(Ivor Cutler). . You are the centre of your little world and I am of mine.. Now and again we meet for tea, we're two of a kind.. . This is our universe, cups of tea..

Birds

(Neil Young). . Lover,. There will be another one. Who'll hover. Over you beneath the sun. Tomorrow. See the things that never come. Today. . When you see me.

Baby Blues

You can hear the grass grow. And feel what the birds think. But you won't drink. What they give to you. . Prettier than sunsets. Brighter than a revelation.

Beachy Head

Feel like I'm being taken over. And I know this isn't me. Feels like it's too high to get over. These waves just roll over me. . Which way to go?. What happened to you?.

Build.destroy.rebuild

Ain't no future, in the youth. No more culture, within your crew. Yes, all the facts, that you knew. Come someone, tell me what to do. . Gotta build, and destroy.

Bandolera

{Don Omar}. . Co'!. ["Bling, Bling]"!. Yo siempre me rankeo con lo mio!. Aguanta, va la gata de los ojos chinos!. . [Glory]. . Don, activa la matricula que voy pa'fuera.

Black River

When I look into those demon's eyes. Cold shadows are running through my mind. Black crows dancing in the sky. Better run or you will lose your life. .

Bully

Back to the past. When days were so fast. And nobody cares. And they have no plans. . Every day like a fool. He went to the school. With nerves like a blades.

Back On Track

If ya caught up where you are. gotta find your guiding star. to point you back where you belong. standin' tall n' ya got the style. a turbulent mass, yer a walkin' rile.

Been Through

Nothing's working, nothing's working. Nothing's working, nothing's working. Do you feel alright?. You shouldn't. Nothing's working, nothing's working.

Back To Source

The empire never ended. nothing's really changed. I know the way it must've felt. when visions burn,they sometimes melt. and fade away like tracks in snow.

Baby I Got The Death Rattle

We burnt all the skin. From the palm of my hands. With an old zippo lighter. And deodorant can. I went to the palmist. And asked her to read. No heart line,.

By Your Hand

I was sitting on my hands at the top-deck of the 178, spitting cusses at my face reflected in the windscreen pane. Throwing insults and calling names. Filthy SMSs that you sent through the day, by sundown become tame, so I set it in motion again..

Blackfield

Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips. I saw it all in the blackfield. Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks. We found them all in the blackfield.

Bloodline

Rolling 'round a lifetime on a name that spells my past. Carried through the mile markers up towards some last laugh. And if fools could only prosper I'm afraid what they might say.

Big Black Nothing

Big black nothing fooling everyone. Big black nothing put a halo 'round what you've done. 'Cause a big black nothing is coming up. . Would you be my, would you still be my friend?.

Barbary Coast (later)

There's a dance hall there. Where the sick folks go. Like the olden days. On the Barbary Coast. There's a barefoot child. Playing in the rain. . You can sell your wares.

Boom Boom