I feel Ashamed,. With Abandon in my Heart and on my Face.... I've suffered the Blame,. I would show to you this way but I'm too late.... When the Sorrow it breaks them,.
I'm not your gateway. I'm not your prodigal son. I am the vile lesser-than. Just who do you think I am?. . I'm not your standard. I'm not your vision divine.
Right now no song on the radio could be too stupid for my heart. Wind me up and let me walk.... I've got no strategy but to suck up the sear and tear the earth apart.
Heart and clock slows down.... And the sand reverberates with a tremelous sound. On a diet of water and thick air. I inhale the heat and exhale my share.
Yeah, I wake up beaten, wrapped around the T.V.. Strange, I was in bed when I slept. And the toothpaste's weird. 'Coz when I try to talk; I blow a bubble instead.
Look at that guy in those tight leather pants. He can't sing and you can see he can't dance. And Soulfinger's spinning, throwing his hair. He's got nothing to say, he's just happy to be there.
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide..
Some times its hard to see. What is in front of me. I need a hand to pull me from the shadows. No shackles on my feet. They're just a memory. I need your strength to rise above the shallows.
Om du vill. Kan jag berätta. Allt som vi gjorde så fel. Och om du vill. Kan vi fortsätta. Ta sönder varann del för del. Himlen är lila över staden. Jag låtsas att allt är en film.
well there ain't no use in saying wonder why babe,. if you don't know by now.. well there ain't no use in saying wonder why babe,. because it will never do some how..
Danger...danger ahead. We missed the signs,. We lost all we had of you. I know you had time on your own. . But you couldn't ever say that. You didn't have a place to come home to.
The film they show is. Sad and boring. The morning shot from a diving bell. . Forgetting you is like. Breathing water. There's got to be a better way.
Down desire avenue. Where all the pilots go. Line in a bar when day is thru. Keeping the world in a place below. . Tall second rated moviestars. Step from their overcoloured truth.
Forcing my way out of sleep. I inhale the smell of spring and greens. And bucket loads of bees. Migraine's been all of over me. The softest meadow would've cracked my head.
Popular spoons sweeten the swoons. You know the drill right up until. They find you don't carry their itinerary around. . It's such a sad beguiling thing.
When there is light from up above. Then there will come a sacred dove. To the basement, to the basement. . When there is fear you won't have to cry. Napkins are here, they'll dry your eyes.
One hundred thousand cars have passed this house. The celebration starts with laughter. . Can it be that we're not clean?. The days have turned to haze.
It's your bicycle bells. And your Rembrandt swells. You're children like. And still breathing. It's your look of loss. When you're coming across. Makes me feel like a thief.
He is not mad. His thought is clearer than. The saner man. . For in her he saw. Beauty overflowing. Through the tattered clothes. . She was his queen.