As I beside some winter's fire. Sat writing words strange and steady. Amongst my own internal choir. Came voices to my mind unready. . Of those, who died on either side.
Circus girl, how could you love me?. You're so far above me, you hang by your knees and your toes. Circus girl, can you even hear me?. Down in the crowd, your silver skirt hangs back over your breast.
The bent twig of darkness. Grows the petals of the morning. It shows to them the birds singing. Just behind the dawning. . Come dip into the cloud cream lapping.
I'm going way over the white skyline. And I'll sing and be happy. And you can't keep me here, no how. . And I'll sing and be happy. And my world is my own.
Hunger, thirst, pain my. Veins. The horizon keeps on. Burning. The wind blows strong. Melodies fall into dust. A fog of sadness checkled. To my lonely skin.
Esta detras de una prisin. que lleva hasta el mar. Esta detras de una prisin. que no se puede olvidar.... . No quisistes mirar atrs. solo que queda no va.
[verse 1]. Hey girl, when I looked at you. I'd never seen brown eyes so true. Oh, something wonderful came over me. You got to hear my cry for sympathy.
Stop, look and listen, new chick on the block. Pop this, so sick, average chick, I'm not. My mouth's dry at the site of sexy miss. Hit the door lookin' for my niggas IMx.
All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands. And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands. So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk.
All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands. And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands. So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk.
Innocent blood spill everywhere. You only born for die without any sense. Taking any excuse for taking many lives. . The hate arise. The pain begins. Bullets from hell.
Caminando entre mentiras buscando la verdad. Encontrando solo sombras en calles de maldad. Infestadas de problemas sin ninguna solucion. Con profetas prometiendo la eterna salvacion.
(John Donne, 1573-1631). . some man unworthy to be possesor. of old or new love himself being false or weak. thought his pain and shame would be lesser.
Color me once,. Color me twice,. Everything gonna turn out nice.. Everlasting love, you gotta keep me from these false alarms. Alarm, alarm I seem so sad..
chachoo-choocha. these golden times. c-c. no time for rhymes. c-c. see all the crimes / good time for crimes. c-c. no time for rhymes / these golden times.
Co ak sa utopim v sedivom dave ?. Co ked ma prebodnu reci pichlave ?. Vtedy si spomeniem na stryka z lazov,. ktory mal na zivot najzdravsi nazor.. Aj keby ma osud na valci presiel.
Christmas just ain't Christmas without the one you love.. New Year's just ain't New Year's without the one you love.. . Underneath the mistletoe, I saw a face all a glow,.
If you had a choice of colors. Which one would you choose my brothers. If there was no day or night. Which would you prefer to be right. . How long have you hated your white teacher.
Here's something that you never had. It slid in on an oily rag. The price is right up on the tag. I'll put it in a brand new bag. . This thing will let you be yourself.