*Violin Fiddling*. *Blip Blops*. Wow. *Assorted laughter*. Wow,. I miss you already, Bye Bye.
A little whistle. Baton shakes. At the same time the violins do. At the same time basses dance. It didn't work. It'll never work. . They took the little deer.
Que hace tan sola, solita. Quiero ver su cara, bonita. Aquí la espero, la quiero. Prometo llevarla hasta el cielo. . Porque es tan bella y me encanta toda ella.
Tell me what did you really expect?. Someone that could make it better than this?. I hope that you know, you're the reason we're in this place. So you know I'm not going to throw this away.
Looked up in the sky and a star fell down. it disappeared before it hit the ground. And I wondered why. made me think of something I've seen before. one night an angel knocked on the door.
-verse1-. Makin' my way in the hot sun everything I got strapped to my back. Never been one for stayin' too long that's alright cuz I like it like that, yeah!.
I'm dead, I ain't got no roots. The toes are pokin' through ma boots. . I'm deadwood.. . But you can't say that I've fallen,. No, ma trunks still a tall 'un..
I'm sugar on your tongue. My name sounds so sweet. Swimming in your blood. I'm under your skin baby. . Well I got you strung out. You just can't get enough, oh.
I had myself a dog called Dave. And he could bounce right out of the gate. Oh Dave, he was the bounciest dog in the world. . And you could bounce oh so high.
DESDE LA MAÑANA ESTOY CASI A SOLAS. SÓLO ME ACOMPAÑA EL RELOJ. EL QUE MARCA EL TIEMPO QUE TÚ TE DEMORAS. EN SABER SI SÍ O SI NO. DIME SI TE VAS CONMIGO.
What I'd give to have your hand to hold. Staring in those eyes shining just like gold. Your hands they are so cold. But you don't know how long I've waited.
(repeated). Infected by the strength,. infected by the strain,. . I refuse to be,. . So much going on,. . (repeated). Infected by the strength,. Infected by the strain,.
DEVILS PLAYGROUND'. BLACK CLOUDS ARE FORMED OVER CROWDS'. DEAD BODY'S ARE FOUND'. IN THIS GHOST TOWN ITS THE DEVILS PLAYGROUND.
I was on the floor. I had the chair to the door. Heard the rumbling sound. And it's shakin' me down to my core. . Settling the score. And peace will be no more.
After waiting far too long,. Composing lonely, silent song,. To my home return once more,. Sliding through and unmarked door,. A broken jar, a tattered hat,.