(bairnson). . I only know what I can see. So I imagine what could be. Where the horizon cuts the air. Look for me out there. . Someday I'll touch the blue blue sky.
(bairnson). . I only know what I can see. So I imagine what could be. Where the horizon cuts the air. Look for me out there. . Someday I'll touch the blue blue sky.
All along the shoreline. There are footprints by the sea. They head into the distance. Then they lead right back to me. . I made the break to freedom.
No clock beside my bed, don't try to wake me. No phone upon my wall, who's going to call?. No knock upon my door, no news to shake me. Nights like the one before, I can't take no more.
Stand up, and with your hand on the Bible. Tell the truth to one and all. 'Cause you know that feeling. When you've got your back against the wall. . My God, it's only Tuesday tomorrow.
Break the silence. [Inaudible]. . Can you hear me cry. Across the great divide?. Do you hear me callin'. Or are my tears just fallin'?. . In an ocean of regret.
From "Les Miserables". Music by Claude-Michel Schoenberg. Lyrics by Herbert Kretzmer and Alain Boublil. . God on high. Hear my prayer. In my need. You have always been there.
No one resists. The feast that is love. It kills with a bite. . One taste is all. Enough to partake. In this deadly rite. . But burned by the fire. Destroyed by your tears.
Help me people now, help me get the feeling back.. Got to get the spirit of the old days.. Where a song would get you to sing along and. Move you in a ballistic way..
A Fnyre eskszm. Hogy nincsen tbb rm. Annl amit tled kapok. Oltradon elhamvadok. Br-brsony, brsony br. Szavaid ellazul ze. Becsukott szemeken t szikrz.
A Fnyre eskszm. Hogy nincsen tbb rm. Annl amit tled kapok. Oltradon elhamvadok. Br-brsony, brsony br. Szavaid ellazul ze. Becsukott szemeken t szikrz.
when i was fifteen. i knew that the world was our tv. we were dying out there. thriving on the streets. i was fifteen. i knew i fucking lost the choice in appeal.
I saw the truth, Mom's a whore. I saw the mark as she passed though the door. I saw the truth, you're a whore. Distill the scene and don't lie to me no more.
Lying face down, lying face down. In the gutter now, so damn proud. Well, I know, I know, I know. It's my fault, it's my fault. . Lying face down, lying face down.
I prefer starting forest fires. To the company of others. Fuck acceptance. For this crap sake of breathing. . Investing in friends. To be some freeloading turd.