Shadow lies bloodless on the hill. Frozen in the night of forgiven. Ceased to exist in one life. As only the memory that remains. . In the woods where's eternity?.
Gazing the sky on a clear winter's night. Moonlight lighting the path for me. High in the sky a star seems to fly. A falling star, it will be my guide.
Feel the rain falling down on me. I call your name, I miss you, can't you see. I'll take the blame, we should never be apart. Tell me what can I do to get you back into my heart.
Feel the rain falling down on me. I call your name, I miss you, can't you see. I'll take the blame, we should never be apart. Tell me what can I do to get you back into my heart.
So many nights I lie alone. Wishin' that you were on the phone. So I could tell you things. I never share with anyone. . I never felt like this before.
Fugue. . Arguing and worrying is precipitating. Psychologic meltdown, memories are fading. Synapses misfiring, system failing. Reset, restart, wipe the slate clean.
What about what I need. Curtis says it's the best thing for the group. What about what's best for me. He feels that dreams can cross over. . What about how I feel, but when we're famous.
JAMES EARLY. Thirteen years of solid gold platters. Rising cost and cocktail chatter. Fat deejays, stereophonic sound. The game of hits goes 'round and around.
Darkness. (Dark shadows on the walls of stone.. There is no sign of dawn.). Stretches over the skyline,. The city sleeps a nervous sleep.. (Worrying about tomorrow but the.
Can you save my soul a little while ?. Your words and sins will cure it. If you just try.. Can you be the guardian of my flame ?. Don't ever let it be apeased by the rain..
Finding hope, is the only antidote. In times like these. The friends that felt, oh so close. Now feel so, distant. Pain, love, hate. The things Ive felt for you.
I sing with my heart fearful of you. And feeling your passion. My eyes free themselves. My throat is free. Run until I fall. Under the sweat that flood my bones.
Music: Jorge Sez, Albert Maroto. Lyrics: Elisa C.Martin. . In the silence. The thunder's howling free. It's raining tears inside myself. With your madness.
Breaking wood beneath my feet. I am standing on a fragile bridge. The abyss is indescribably deep. . Only ledges could catch my fall. Something forces me to wait right here.
A cold night, my breath turns into ice. The long track to this holy place starts now. The bright moon shines above the trees. I don't feel well 'cos it's me who died, who died.
Your burial garment - so fresh and, oh, so white. Your eyes are closed and on your face a smile. No trace of sorrows and your suffering. You're looking more alive than ever in your life.
Picture perfect groomed to a 't'. Positively and utterly empty. See the vultures on their knees groveling before their queen. . She looks real nice like a shiny perfect thing.
Hey - didn't your mother teach ya. You don't say nothing if you've nothing to say. Hey speeches filled with demons. Your state of union is united by fear.
Here I'm alone. Look through the window. Snow's falling down. Winter has come. Think to the times. When we were happy. Changes I want. Freedom again. .
Looked out my window. What can you see?. Lots of beautiful holes. That think I'm ugly. If I never see you in my dreams. It's all a waste of time. That's all I have to say.