JoJo war ein Mann. der immer sehr allein war;. er wollt' 'raus aus seiner Haut.. Jo verliess sein Haus in Tulsa. Arizona. dort hin. wo man Gras anbaut..
She makes. me wait. she turns away. she pretends she doesn't hear a word I say. . She's a girl with clouds in her head. . Her room,. the sky. she shuts her eyes.
What am I supposed to do. With all these blues?. Haunting me everywhere. No matter what I do. . Watching the candle flicker out. In the evening glow. I can't let go.
Good things come to those you wait. They're so patient, tears are virtual. But all I've got is the time it takes me to hurt you. . I feel so little, I need so much.
Good things come to those who wait. They say patience is a virtue. But all I've got is the time it takes me to hurt you. I feel so little I need so much.
Will we find a place in tomorrow?. Will we find the way to our dreams?. Will we shine our light through. The darkest night till the morning?. . Glory days.
Remember when you had me. Wrapped around your fingers?. Trying to act all normal. Every time you'd see her. But I grew wise to your lies. Now you've lost control.
I asked myself what the chances could be. That I would live to age seventy-three. We're livin' in Ground Zero. Talk to the TV and the TV talks back. It says, "Buddy better face the fact.
Behind each door on every moor. There is an eye there is an ear. There is no secret here. There is no noise We have no fear. Agent A comes every day. He takes our cares away.
I will do it again, I will capture my pride. I already lost it somehow. I'm not strong enough now to behave like this. What about if I fail, if I'm gonna be down.
Well done. I can see that it's a game that I'm holding on to. I'm not safe. I cant tell if I am holding on to something I shouldn't do. . They can move me, they won't improve me.
Volano gli uccelli volano. nello spazio tra le nuvole. con le regole assegnate. a questa parte di universo. al nostro sistema solare.. Aprono le ali. scendono in picchiata atterrano meglio di aeroplani.
Abito in una casa di collina. e user la macchina tre volte al mese. con 2000 lire di benzina. scendo gi in paese.. Quante lucertole attraversano la strada.
Io, contemporaneo della fine del mondo. non vedo il bagliore,. n il buio che segue,. n lo schianto,. n il piagnisteo. ma la verit. da miliardi di anni.
In goldnen Abendschein getauchet. wie feierlilch die Welder stehn!. In leise Stimmen der Voglein hauchet. des Abendwindes leises Wehn.. Was lispeln die Winde, die Vogelein?.
Torneranno di nuovo le piogge riapriranno le scuole,. cadranno foglie lungo i viali,. e ancora un altro inverno,. che porter la neve e un'altra primavera..
Weakest of moments are these. The choking hold of insanity. Loses it's grip and cuts me so deep. With the knife of clear memories. Of that innocent past which didn't last.
Moves of the deep. Senses of the beast. Ancient people among the trees. Soil of their land. The way of the wind. Throne and the walls for the Woses. Be gone Orc-folk.
They say we're free to speak to speak whatever we may have. to say and that we're free to wear it all in every fucking way.. It's up to fucking you to fulfill your damned fucking life.