I'm glad you came to visit,. brings me some relief.. Do you remember the autumn colors?. And that perfume,. the fields under the moon,. the bullets, the bullets and the guns..
When passions up for sale. Were gonna find a way. A broken heart, a broken bone. A broken thought whats going on. . Oh, if you are down with me. Well meet out in the street.
Where has the light gone I can't find it. All of these streets are paved with broken bodies. I've read the books, I've studied case by case to learn. The more you know the bittersweet it tastes.
Oh, boy, it's a brand new day and I can't be late,. got to get myself on the bus. No time for any delays, coach said I get. To play today get to get myself in the game.
One, two, three, four. . It's the time of our lives. It's the time of our lives. So let's get started. It's the time of our lives. It's the time of our lives.
Bearing all your weakness on your own. Thinking that you're out there but not alone. Waiting here for god to save your soul. When war is the only peace that you'll ever know.
I think she might just have it for me. Maybe shell find me interesting.. I'll have to wait and see.. I've got her. I'm the guy in the band.. You had her-she slipped out of your hands..
Climb the scarlet mountain just to get to you,. Breathe in a galaxy just to control you,. Calculate the friction between our fingers,. And i remember that.
Why don't you come and feed me?. Feed me all my memories. And I'll wash it down with all of your goodness. . Your goodness, I guess I won. But I just can't seem to change.
Sleep well, my Love. Sleep while the night sky weaves her spell. Sleep without pain. Sleep though I yearn to have you near me. The flames of all you were.
Esto no es rock, esto no es pop. Hoy tengo tanto, tango amor. Quiero a las dos, tengo a las dos. Pero a las tres mejor me voy. . No tengo ganas de despertarme hoy.
I was wooed in the wagon of a Massey F'son. My daddy used to holler and the fella he'd run. Brother did whatever he could. Drank a jar of Jasper's. Bag a brace of rabbits with stone and wood.
Come and dance with me to the sound. Of enchanted feet thumping on the ground. And if you listen well, you're surely bound. To join the dancing wildly round.
It was eight on the bus. On the way back home from the school. She wore red earmuffs. And a cashmere scarf to match. It was cold outside, 1989 Valentine's Day.
The greatest friend I have in life. Has brought me here to dwell. Awhile among your green, green hills. And by the watery well. . The water from that wondrous well.
This dog is no puppy dog. She's strange as the trees. She's brown as the mountain. And white as the breeze. . She walks on the water. Without any boots.