Wake up. you never took so long. you've never been so right. . to see through all their smiles. your stone, you've never been let down. and no one comes around.
Honey sweet and discreet. Your special friend is obsolete. You got stranded, you broke down. I thought I was found. . Don't want it right now. Don't need it right now.
So you spread yourself around it. Mondays from here out. Heard it was like hell on you. Got tired of finding out. Who will take this shit like I did. Get beside the bed.
Fine, fine, I needed to unwind. Don't say another word. I know your lines from here. . I'm pillar of wood and from the score. A special burnt bread, orange and more.
I don't believe in an interventionist God. But I know, darling, that you do. But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him. Not to intervene when it came to you.
Elvis Presley. In The Ghetto (The Vicious Circle). ==================================. As the snow flies. On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'. A poor little baby child is born.
They're taking me down, my friend. And as they usher me off to my end. Will I bid you adieu ?. Or will I be seeing you soon ?. If what they say around here is true.
Despair and Deception, Love's ugly little twins. Came a-knocking on my door, I let them in. Darling, you're the punishment for all of my former sins. I let love in.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (l,m) Nick Cave. (p) Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. . Blixa Bargeld: guitar; Conway Savage: piano;.
We're in the city. She came around at the right time. And if you'll need me. Hope this was made for a good time. Where did you see me?. How do you run for a long time?.
It's kinda sad that I have learned to deal with things like this.. Being strong means being heartless.. . Tell me, how do the scars feel after the wounds heal?.
Wake me when it's over. I don't feel much like crying tonight. Please tell me that you're leaving. I don't feel much like holding you tight. . I love you even though I hate this thing that we've become.
I guess, it's over now. I think, we've seen the end. When our common dream. Falters in the betweens. . Though, I've tried so hard. To make it real. It's doesn't matter now.
As the colors swim in circles. And rhythms shimmer through the chandeliers. As the gods send gifts of balance. And things of distance become things of near.
[Halloween Cover]. . It always seems so easy to tell another lie. Convince myself that you would always give me one more try. You're always there but not this time.
To the caldarium we retreat from these days of rape. Wielding bounty of the harvest that starves this world of the essence that makes it worth living in....
Behold, the blade is nice and dull from the millions of heads. From the millions that we left for dead. Bluntly disassembled, painfully dissected. With an instrument of gore.
Inflamed pus pockets. On throat and related structures. Tonsillectomy with no anesthesia. Streptococci stripped while strangled. Overdose in lymphocytes.
Upon these walls draping outlines of once living parasites. The human as a rotten spectacle. I eat your skin, sheath of epidermis. Fillet of flesh, stripped, washed and tanned.
Toccare il cielo con un dito. ballare a piedi nudi qui con te. restare sempre un po' in attesa. tu sei talmente irraggiungibile. Che caldo da Africa. che bello se nevica.