What is it Annie?. I miss you. . If you were here, I know that you would truly be amazed. At what's become of what you made. If you were here, you would know how I treasured every day.
It ain't so much, a question, of not, knowing what to do. I've known what's right and wrong since i've been ten. I've heard a lot of stories, and i reckon, that they're true.
Tell me something lady. Where did you come from?. Cause you just like a light. And you'll be shining on. . You keep me high. You keep me dry. And I'd like to think that you were mine.
Oh I had to go, go and search my soul. I took a road less traveled. And here I am again wishin' I had a friend. Now that my world is unraveled. . You are the needle in my vain.
Hey there!. Said the man with the can of diet cola in his hand. Hey yeah!. Laughed the lodger pulling on a big fat roll up spurting. flames. He's weird!.
Lost in the dark, we're caught in slow motion. You close your eyes and let the world slip away. Before this night is done. We'll see what we've become.
I come here with a gift.. It might seem kind of funny. but what is dripped into your mouth. isn't always milk and honey.. . You start to see the lines.
You say you want a brand new life. but you don't know where to start. Cause every single memory. is the one that breaks your heart.. . You opened your eyes; you took a look around.
You dont have to run and hide. Cause Ive been watching the signs. And dodging the lies. . And every moment that goes by. Says what I already know. That youre running away from home.
We wandered around and 'round. In circles underground. We swore wed never go there. And I looked up and we're frozen. How did we ever get here?. . It's hard to take.
Love is gonna hurt tonight. If its alright Im gonna try. Love is gonna kill tonight. Dont be surprised that youre gonna cry. . I could rob you if I want to.
You felt it might be a gay. Between you and him. Between me and you. . You felt it might be better. To change your life. But not tonight. . I wonder how it would have been.
Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol. Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol, Imanol. le gusta tocar el bombo. y un poquito el saxofon.
I'm gonna leave this place. I swear this time I'm running home. I know this place too well. That promises I'll be alone. . Somewhere between here and there.
Emancipation of myself and pain inside of me. Sometimes I wonder where I'd be without You God. There'd be a big old hole inside of me. I sit and I wait for You....
Tears, tears at the waters edge. Hey little sister give us laughter instead. Tears for the teacher, from the eyes, for her soul. This restless spirit takes a long way back home.
Avenues and dirty arches. You run down the street and I will follow. Try, try sliding through the network. Of a crowded paradise. . My tears are indivisible.
I told you once before. (So like it or not). You're stuck with us. Because we ain't goin' nowhere, not this time. The stakes are far too high, oh no, here we go.