I dreamed of a beautiful garden. Of flowers and meadows in. may. When days passed like the golden sun. And troubles. seemed far away. . But when i awoke there was no sun.
Ge mig eld när jag slocknar. Och en [?] för. När morgonen gryr är den borta. Ge mig Ken 98. Ett handslag i natten som får mig att tro att jag blottna.
Now we push rhymes, crazy rhymes. Words forced fed through your mind trace the source. Brother, brother. Face the music don't confuse it for another. .
To pick up the tip. Doesn't mean a lot,. Fiddle inside your drawers. . If we own the night. Then spread it out. Or pack up. Without a clue. . Well. Caused by their own.
Wenn Trume euch zum Wahnsinn treiben. wenn eure Seelen tausend Qualen leiden. wenn ihr eure schlimmsten Trume lebt. dann ist es Freddy's Reich vor dem Ihr steht.
Too emotional am I?. Too emotional am I?. . With a spirit soaring. Ten miles high. I sing loud words. That make me cry. . Too emotional are we?. Too emotional are we?.
There things that we're... to soon forget. collecting doors... spider webs. they grow and grow... 'till there's nothin' left. except for stress... that you can't quite call evidence.
[Intro]. Here they come, here they come. Here they come, here they come. Here they come, here they come. Five O, Five O, there they go, there they go.
Air transport is wide spread. Steamers and trains. I will accept any fee. For my work. 300 minutes of pleasure with oneself. 300 minutes of pleasure with oneself.
Open your eyes, just want to cut them out, so you just can't see anymore, you want the hurting to stop, you want the voices to stop, then beg for this and fall to your knees..
Kerouac used to walk these roads. (I know he did, I know he did). Miles of type strewn behind him, so. (I know how to live, he knew how to live). . Throw the I-Ching for a perfect dream.
Look, my eyes,they've got typical sparkle before I have been always. an unsettled man. Look, my hands, they've got a lot of bracelets before I have been like.
Fritti, scampi e chianti, calamari,. ecco la per me Zuppa Romana.. Maccheroni, cannelloni, peperoni,. ecco la per me Zuppa Romana.. Bella donna, mamma mia, alimenti ciao..
Spread your wings, flyin over frozen mountains, crystal rivers, and geyser fountains,. Driftin above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across seas to shore,.
I break the melted popsicle sticks and start the show. Push me in the fire, as you punish my soul. I thought it was funny when the hungry would break.
I gave you everything, all I could give. It might not have been, the life you thought you'd live. I know it feels good, to have you by my side. Even though I know you could, just break my heart wide.
1) I'm looking for something. Maybe for the answers for all the changes in my life. Searching for a feeling. And im trying to ride out the storms of my life.
Baby I do believe I'm fallen.. Tumbling down, inside and out,. 'Til the morning comes around.. Sometimes I'm sure that I am crazy.. It's taking its toll,.
Sing a song of violence and listen for the sound. All the little soldiers start to come around. Start it with a rumour, a whisper in an ear. Suspision don't take very long before it turns to fear.
You fear the reaper staring in the night. Now he calls for blood. You stole the secret of his tender heart. There is no return. . Here the call. Don't want to fall.