I do think that you could be anything that you wanna be. It's easy, easy. When you say that time will tell, it don't mean the last order bell. Is ringing, ringing.
When they look around. And they will look around. They'll be without the kind of things. We lax about. Do with backround inventions. For one last glimpse to the real.
Your imagination runs wild. Sitting on the bench you call your home these days. Better take care you don't ask for help. But someday you might need it.
Now his intentions unfold. They're not what they seem. He only wants to take control. . Boy is he selling you loads. All you do is concede him. Grant him his black-eyed fantasies.
Who can treat your pain, leave it late, it don't matter. Who can treat your pain, leave it late, it don't matter. . Beautiful sailor. Beautiful sun. You went and shut the whole thing down.
For those who won't. And never will. Song sung blue. . No one at home. And time to kill. Song for the beautiful loser. . She would hide at the parking ride.
You've been a long, time coming home. Time coming home, time coming home. You've been a long, time coming home. Time coming home, time coming home. . You've been a bad bad boy.
I really can't stay. But, baby, it's cold outside. I've got to go away. Ah, baby, it's cold outside. This evening has been. Been hoping that you'd drop in.
sanctuary for me has been banished. I search for forgivness. which I can not find. . loosing myself, I am drained out of life. the silkblack shadows will take my mind.
Into the war of the worlds, where cities twirl. L.I.F.E. Long shakin planets for the ?. ? lands when I spit out and hurl words. It's a Stronghold writer's guild, Cannibal Ox take over your herd.
Well, did you ever wake up, with that Bullfrogs on your mind?. Well, did you ever wake up, with that Bullfrogs on your mind?. You gonna wake up laughin', laughin' just to keep from cryin'.
I ain't goin' down that big road by myself. I ain't goin' down that big road by myself. If I can't carry my baby, gon' carry somebody else. . Sun don't shine in my back door somedays.
Handed black flowers. Lined with dead moss. They release the pungent stench of disease. Scorched by the sun. Decayed to ashes. Animated sleeves of despair.
Black bay whered you go. I have lost any light from your boats. And it only makes me feel more alone. . Grey fog dont you tire. Of the dark isolation of night.
Belle. C'est un mot qu'on dirait inventé pour elle. Quand elle danse et qu'elle met son corps à jour, tel. Un oiseau qui étend ses ailes pour s'envoler.
Guarda fuori gi mattina*. Questo un giorno che ricorderai. Alzati in fretta e vai. C' chi crede in te. Non ti arrendere. Guarda avanti e non voltarti mai.
They buried me here in the winter. To an iron box I checked in. I've never heard birds or seen daylight. And nothing will ever come in. . I'm happy to lie here in darkness.
All seeing eye. You leave your shed. Weaving icy webs. Of cosmic threads. . Ask directions. And solid pennies. Must lit the molten stars. Before they vanish.
The rain kept on falling. and darkened the sky. the dawn was to come with the sunrise. Revealing the shadows. that passed through the mist. the torchlight was flickering, the storm.