I feel the rain fall down my back. I'm going back to my place of work. To get things done, to get them right. But I'll mess them up and I always do. .
i feel the rain fall. down my back. i'm going back. to my place of work. to get things done. to get them right. but i'll mess them up. and i always do.
A winter's day in a deep and dark December. I am alone gazing from my window. To the streets below. On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. . I am a rock, I am an island.
Attendons l'instant T terminer. Avançons nos rangs déterminés. Inventons l'avant et l'après. Atteignons à temps le sommet. . (Où on est... où on est...).
I'm not. ready. for it. but then ever i could be. I'm not. ready. for it. but then ever i would be. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not. no name. for it.
Birds in the air, will I keep on hoping for myself. For many years I've been held inside this wishing well. . I can't see anymore, I've tried to reason my life.
Believe me, pretty mama. Better not treat me right. Just have to forget you. After tomorrow night. . Believe me, pretty mama. Better take your picture too.
Who wouldn't do anything. That you want them to. Carry the world right to your feet. If that's what you want me to do. Didn't we laugh. And scream and shout.
I was born to love no one. No one to love me. Only the wind in the long green grass. The frost in a broken tree. . I was made to love magic. All its wonder to know.
He was a man of a town. He was a man of a town. That's why we keep him around. To track revolving trends in the ladies' wish list. . It was the funniest sound.
Ivalo. I miss you even when I sleep. And I hear voices from the deep. And still I haven't even seen you breathe. At times my echoes reach the womb. And I can sense it when you move.
I want so much. So much. So love me in disguise. But now you're just somebody else. All the lies I tell myself. You're impossible. . There's so much in your blood.
I can see you'll never make it out. I can see you'll never make it out. I can see now. I can see you'll never make it out of. . We might fool. When we stop pretending I'm in this too.
I've seen love. Kick a man while he stand. When you think that you're alone. You cover it up. Just to stay on your feet. But the cut is just too deep.
Throw my guitar across the room. Discouragement rears its ugly head again. My hands just can't seem to flow. But inside flows a treacherous stream. . Like a child, prone to anger.
Im hard on myself early in the morning. When the sun breaks out Im still conforming. to the ways of the world, the ways of the heart. Where do I begin and how do I get a start.
And I would take it back. But I like you having reason to move on. I don't feel a thing here, I'd wish this on you. I can't feel a thing here, I'd trade places with you.
All these eyes are staring blindly at me. Judge to jury and they're all thick as thieves. They're at my heels. They're on my back. They're trying to drag me down.
She's been on an island. underwater for so many years. They're saying she may have been alive. until she drowned in tears. . Though you've gone so far.