This is the way we walk. This is how we walk. At closing time. These are the songs we sing. These are our songs. At closing time. And in the clear. Of this sweet moonshine.
There`s gonna be trouble from the start. When you break somebody`s heart. You hope the damage does them good. Like it does you. You put a rock around my heart.
Alan doesn't understand her. He only thinks in numbers. He only drinks in restaurants. Where the girls are fully covered. . And he can't trust his yearnings.
He was lying in the half light. Of Christmas and Glasgow. Thinking and talking. Talking to St Enoch about. Christmas and Glasgow. Drinking and talking.
You're tired and you say you're angry. You're thankful for this blessed rain. And you think you'd know. But your old friends have to tell you again. .
They painted us up. and shouted us down. they wanted us to be. just a face in the crowd. and all the time they never saw. the people we are. in a world of fast cars.
Stay with me now. I feel like you're slipping away. there's a song in the air. that no-one is singing today. there are places to go. but somehow I feel we should stay.
You've gone so far away my darlin'. Each time I think of you I cry. I press your picture to my bosom. Then I feel that you're close by. . Years have passed, you've not returned dear.
You went away. I let you. We broke the ties that bind. I wanted to forget you. And leave the past behind. Still, the magic of the night I met you. Seems to stay forever in my mind.
I left old Kentucky in a blindin' fog. Headed for the southland. haulin' cedar logs. Along around Celina. I saw the sky turn blue. Headed for the southland.
Come speak to me. Easy like hands on skin. Come speak to me. Easy like sky on earth. We are going to do something. If you come and tell me. How you feel.
Order in the court, order in the court. Councillor control your client please. Mr. Robert Ross, one more outburst like this. And I'll see to it that. No one leaves this court room for the next 30 days.
Yeah, yeah Roc-A-Fella. We invite you to, something epic y'all know?. Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness. Sort of a desperation. Through that desperation, we 'come addicted.
[Verse 1]. Crazy girl, one night just turned [?]. Crazy girl, we're headed [?]. Crazy girl, aren't you always talking about sex?. That's cause she likes.
Subconsciousness been splayed on cankered brains. We get along and their very boones decay. Try to find what little else remain. My heart still beating but I'm feeling so restrained.
Ay amor, la vida parece tan complicada así. Espero y estés feliz.... Que puedas respirar cada que escuches de mí (escuches de mí). Quiero ir, por ahí.
I've been working like a Trojan so I can make your house a home. I sing until I'm hoarse, and play these fingers to the bone. But you take the love I bring for you, and you send me out for more.
O canto da mais difícil. E mais misteriosa das deusas. Do candomblé baiano. Aquela que sabe tudo. Sobre as ervas. Sobre a alquimia do amor". . Deaaá! Deeerê! Deaaá!.
Quem já passou por essa vida e não viveu,. Pode ser mais mas sabe menos do que eu.. Porque a vida só se dá pra quem se deu,. Pra quem amou, pra quem chorou, pra quem sofreu..