I'm caught up in the jaws of life. What can heal can also tear you up inside. Writing down your own anthem. You don't like the older one. I would stand at attention for less than minimum.
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend. You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in. And if you do now want to see me again.
There's a fool in the mirror looking back across the bar. Reflections of a woman who's world just fell apart. Now the life we built together and the golden rings are gone.
Bad ideas, being a don't. Blacking out, silicone. Adrenaline rush, trashy girls. Broken promises, cheap motels. Shotgun weddings, latex. Heavy bass, rough sex.
I would give my soul just to look at you. And everything I know just to see it through. To let all the others fade away. And turn all my darkness into day.
Woke this morning, the war was over. The radio was singing love songs. Saw the smiles upon the soldiers. Coming home across the fields. . The calendar said first of August.
Out across the heavens. When you're sleeping in your bed. Someone turns a light on. Can you feel it burn inside your head?. . Floating out your window.
(Refrain). J'ai oubli le jour et l'nom d'la rue. J'ai oubli mes bagues sur ton piano. Mais jamais j'oublierai comme c'tait beau, comme c'tait chaud. J'va toujours me rappeler qu't'as pas essay d'm'impressionner.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!. I can't stay. Yes I know. You know I. Hate to go. But goodbye. Love was sweet. I was kind. Never mean. So I'll cry just a little cause I love you so.
J'ai oublié le jour et l'nom d'la rue. J'ai oublié mes bagues sur ton piano. Mais jamais j'oublierai comment c'tait beau, comment c'tait chaud. M'as toujours me rappeler qu't'as pas essayé d'm'impressionner.
I saw you in the corner. at the Jane Hotel writing down some poetry on a paper coaster. you were hiding your face under a hood, it was powdering snow, when I asked your name you gave me the look I didn't think I'd know so well today,.
You will always be the one that I adore,. Mean so much to me, but dreams you were before,. Its you Emily that makes me write this song,. Your eyes are open wide but still so much to see,.
Auf der Brücke stand sie ganz allein. . schaute traurig in den Fluß hinein.. Tränen rannen über ihr Gesicht. . so als wenn ihr Herz vor Kummer bricht..
I stumbled on and almost fell across your moosehead-slippers. The other day sometime ago on the radio. They played that song again it still sounds the same.
Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases.. Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay.. Chimneys spew death day and night. Chemicals with every bite..
Land of the Gods. Home for their human forms. You see the same stars. From their distant realm. mystic path you sail. To reach their presence. One part of mortal world.
Happy morning there;s a light that's finished rising.. When I wake to share my ache,. Your eyes are closed and crying.. Up is down and in is out and you are lying..
There's a beautiful sight. you know they call it tomorrow.. It's the most beautiful sight. that you'll ever see.. I know it's only a day away. and it's always in the future..
Circles in the sky. White as paper fly. Sound of seagulls crying fills the air. High above the lonely one is there. Jonathan he cares. To feel better.
Back in the autumn of seventy. On the night shift at Abbey Road. Four young men were recording a song named, 'Galadriel'. For an album they'd call 'Once Again'.