I can't read in between. The lines of a color screen. And I won't buy any lie. Unless it's been sold to me. But I can push a button. And make it go away.
Foreign affair. Take a trip in the air. To a tropical beach. An island to reach. A new territory. For an intimate story. A lagoon by la mere. It's a foreign affair.
We took a place in the sun. to see just what had become. the warm wind blows constantly. does the answer still blow, did you find your chateau. in that mediterranean fantasy.
falling,falling. . What do you do when you're falling. you've got thirty degrees and you're. stalling out. And it's twentyfour miles to the beacon there's a crack in the sky and the.
She had a sulky smile. She took a standard pose as she presented herself. She had sultry eyes she made it perfectly clear that. She was his for a price.
Living in the sixth dimension. Things get rough. Living in the sixth dimension. Can be tough. It's so hard when your on your own. When your on your own.
On the quest for the holy Grail. Try and live on razor's edge. Find a mountain or cross a valley. Why bother? It's all for sale. . True love was in her eyes.
Over time I've come to feel. That everything must come apart it seems. From the little child to the man of power. From the beggar to the angel of my dreams.
Once there was a man who decided he knew everything. Once there was a book that he threw in my face. Once there was an angry mob that marched, up and down the street.
In 1979 the Labour government was brought down over its failure to grant even limited autonomy to Scotland as had been promised in its manifesto. Disastrously, the following saw Margaret Thatcher installed as Prime Minister and ushered in the nightmare scenario of years of right-wing Tory government. Since then we've seen the systematic erosion of civil liberties, the destruction of the trade union movement and the wholesale dismantling of the welfare state and National Health Service - not to mention increased state control of television and the press, and the abolition of the right to silence..
Sticks and standing stones. Arrests and broken bones. Peoples' homes destroyed. Vicious thugs employed. By rulers alienated. From an earth they've devastated.
I am on your side. you are my friend. and I love my friends. Time is overrated. We're throwing quarters. in ice trays again. . We need to find a way. To neverending happiness.
we're all insane and it doesn't even matter and. you'll live a long time if you'll just understand. we're all the same and it's starting to matter and.
(James 4:7-10). Rise up and stand all childern of the light. The time has come for us to do what's right. No more fakery, no more games. No more compromise, no more names.
I know I could be the one you want. Its just that you don't know it yet. But soon your gonna see, woah woah. I would wait a million years for you. Walk around the world, where you.
Like ghost games. I conjure up pictures of events in my mind. The swearing and the cannons of laughter. Buzz of static counting out time. . What I wish would have happened.
There is always someplace safer than the playground. So let's walk to our private beach at night. We could always roll these drums down the sand dunes.
Paul was walkin' on the road to Damascus. A big bright light and the Lord came and asked him. Darkness to light, come follow Me. And after he was blinded, he could finally see.
It all went by so fast, I'm always lookin' back. On some golden day but nothin' gone can stay. Older yes and wiser some, I am what I have become. But am I becomin' what I want to be?.