Don't ask me what to do. I get sick just thinking about you. And when I look at all we've done. I went to walk away just hang my head und pray. That you will, look at me, what da you see?.
Yea, here i am in Northwest US. Watching the world making its mess. I should be worried, should be depressed. But i'm not worried i must confess. . [Refrain].
I want to break the things that seek. To control, I want to live my life with. No rules at all, I want to smash the. Lips that smile down on me, I want.
My mind is buried at the bottom of the sea. My voice is eaten by the crabs. You broke me when you broke the surface. Last, but not hte last. I am at the end of the depths.
I've recently been thinking of, the time I spent with you. and though I dedicate my time I still don't see the truth. No I still don't see the truth. so how long will it take me to say.
Come the night, come the night. All the men want to fuss and fight. But not me, not me. `Cause that's not what i want to be. Cause I'm Mama's little boy.
It's an autumn day right now inside my head. And the leaves are turning brown outside. Summer now is dead. And after all this time that I have had alone.
=================. There are no words that can describe. The joy I feel just in being alive. And when I look inside of me I see. Love, faith and fidelity.
=======. I don't like to see you cry. You're alone and I know why. I can free your life from sin. Open up and let me in. Let me, let me, let me, come in.
oh marlne. les coeurs saignent. et s'accrochent en haut. de tes bas. oh marlne. dans tes veines. coule l'amour. des soldats. et quand ils meurent ou s'endorment.
Oh marlne. Les coeurs saignent. Et s'accrochent en haut. De tes bas. Oh marlne. . Dans tes veines. Coule l'amour. Des soldats. Et quand ils meurent ou s'endorment.
I woke up today. In a sick, sick world. I opened my eyes to see. It just a hurting place. . My God can break its fall. In a world of hearts not beating at all.
You ask me the question ?Why?. Il give you the answer ?In time. Il give you a drawing of all. Il paint you a picture of Jesus ?He all. He is all, He is all you ever wanted, He is all.
Paroles: Jean-Franois Bernatchez, Michel. Lambert. Musique: Jean-Franois Bernatchez. C'est Noel, c'est le calvaire. De tous les p'tits freres missionnaires.
(Jean-Franois Dub/Jean-Franois Dub). Je suis malade de la vie. De ces frontires de quotidien. Malade du mpris qui imprgne mme la poussire. Malade d'endroit pollu de sentir toute son odeur.
Maintenant trop vieux pour travailler. Encore trop jeune pour m'en aller. Seul au fond de mon coeur. Attendant l'arrive prochaine de mon heure. L'me en pleurs.
(Jean-Franois Dub;Samuel Busque/Martin Roby;Jean-Franois Bernatchez). J'veux pu courir, j'veux pu marcher. J'veux surtout plus ramper pour to. J'en ai assez d'payer l'souper.
Thursday afternoon, I was bending every spoon. Stopping all the clocks in Saskatoon. My extraordinary mind. It's everything I could ever want. . I tell you what it's all about.
Bow your head and fold your hands. Master celebrator. No one gets a second chance. Master, master. . Raise your voice and start to speak. Master celebrator.
I went down to the dock. I turned off all my clocks. But there is nothing left to dream. . Get in bed and try to fall. Lay starin' at the wall. And like a prayer i say your name.