Hello there, my old friend. Not so long ago it was 'till the end. We stood outside in the pouring rain. On the way up the road we started all over again.
VERSE 1:. A long haired man came to my door. Wearing roman sandles, carrying a golden sword. Said come with me, and I'll take you higher.. We soared out of the atmosphere.
Today the sun refused to shine. The outside door was closed. I started to think it was in my mind. But it's your leavin I suppose. . On the front porch I light a cigarette.
Been a lot of word floatin' round. 'Bout what I do with my life. People talk but I don't hear a sound, fabricated lies. You think you got me all figured out, you couldn't even try.
December it's usually a little colder. That's something that I'll learn as I get older. People walkin' by staring at the ground. Most of them walk on by some throw their paper down.
Could you try to keep it down I was up kinda late last night. Yeah, I'm feeling like I usually feel after I feel alright. I don't wanna hear another word about morning.
It's over, I quit.. I'm about as lifeless as it gets. It's not like I'm worth saving anyways.. I don't belong here, I never really wanted to be here..
Facing, drifting which way should it be. Down under, beneath the soul is lost. Now absent minded well, I don't, well, I don't like it. So show me the new way to my soul.
I feel as if I've fallen. Into someone else's dream. Loud voices calling and the smell of steam. The King's amongst the commoners. But someone has to steer.
There's one more thing. I would like to say. About what you do. There's one more thing. There might be one more way. To do what you do. . You don't have anything.
Gotta make a love work out. Before you get, you got to give. Gotta make a love work out. Before you die, you got to live. . If that's what it's all about.
I can't say we won the war. But I can say we survived. Unlike some of your close friends. Who died standing by your side. . Did they serve their country well.
All along the lee shore. Shells lie scattered in the sand. Winking up like shining eyes, at me. From the sea. . Here is one like sunrise. It's older than you know.
Driving out through the windmills. And some of them were still. Sometimes it's hard to catch the wind. And bend it to your will. . Even though it's hard to know.
I thought that I had met a man who said. That he knew a man who knew what was going on. I was mistaken, was only another stranger that I knew. . And I thought that I had found daylight.
We came,. by the rising of the river,. on a river with no name,. in the summer monsoon rain,. to wash away luisa's bones,. from the ghost who guards her grave..
You can waste your precious time. Trying to erase all your thin little crimes. Making no waves, tiny drops in the ocean. Why trade old habits for new found devotions.
She went into the graveyard with trouble on her mind.. She was lookin' for the man who make her crazy.. From her big brown coat she puller a silver knife..
Quante sono. Le parole. Da riempire. Con la tua voce che non vuole pi parlare?. . Hai sprecato. L'occasione per dimostrare. Che io ho torto e tu ragione..
L'ULTIMA GIORNATA DI SOLE (Cristina Don). . Portami con le tue braccia in alto. come un fascio di grano. tienimi ancora nel caldo vento estivo. ...che soffia via.