[Verse 1]. All around the sky? s are falling down. A new kind of sound, the smile becomes a frown. Wait for me now to run. Run towards the sun that will not shine.
[Verse 1]. I have been searching for 10, 000 years. Well I keep on learning yeh, learning how to ease my fears. CoNever tooradictions clearly state, I'm never gonna find you before its too late.
I've done it again. Something. Forced me to. Another piece in my collection. Of plays with you. . I've done it again. Even. Several times. I guess it really takes a lot of beating.
Now what do you wana do. Ah, yea come on, Another Level. . Why you wana come around and step upon my scene. You tried to playa hate, but you aint gon' play me.
There's a train running through Nebraska. There's a cold running through my veins. And as far as I can see. It's all white there could no one be. . There's a boy running through Nebraska.
In the morning when you're kissing on me. I get the feeling that you're thinking of someone else. No need to say a thing. I know.. . I never asked for you to settle for me.
Paso a paso, da a da.. No miro ms all, mi horizonte no es mi gua.. Por no pensar en la soledad, en mi soledad.. . Si tengo que hacer un esfuerzo cada da.
we sing this song for you. for my family and everyone will be. a question that i never find the answer. why people just look the outside of me. . i don't care what will fuckers say.
There is no easy love. the one I'm thinking of. I miss you every day. . Please just stay around. you are my beat, my sound. my light, my destiny. . You rang the door one of a Sunday morning.
[WARBUCKS]. I know the Depression's depressing. . [GRACE]. The carols are stilled. The stores aren't filled. . [WARBUCKS]. And the windows are minus their dressing.
NYC What is it about you. You're big. You're loud. You're tough NYC. . I go years without you. Then I can't get enough. Enough of the cab drivers answering back.
I used to be lunatic from the gracious days. I used to be woebegone and so restless nights. My aching heart would bleed for you to see. Oh, but now. (I don't find myself bouncing home whistling buttonhole just to make me cry).
Post office clerks put up signs saying "position closed". And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats. And Janitors padlock the gates.
bitter are the faces that won't look back. broken are the bones we could not crack. missing are the peices that fit in their own way. fallen are the ones who thought that we'd fade away.
he was my brother born the day I left. he took the mother lode and I took the rest. he was a fighter, he was always in control. he kept a candle burning way down in his soul.
Calling out the whole world over. Luck's running dry from the four leaf clover. Too much distance killing me. I hope I make it back to you my friend. Beat by beat you tear your heart out.
Red light in the district tonight. i'm drying out I know I'm only half alive. break free from the anger that's inside of me. two sheets to the wind. I'm hung to dry.
Der Tag versinkt in roten Farben,. auf langen Spinnenbeinen kommt die Nacht,. sie sucht sie Siechen, die am Tag nicht starben,. zeigt ein Stilett, ein Stundenglas - und lacht..
Inspiration gets the best of me. cuts to the quik but won't change anything. seperation from authority we're down and out and we don't know ehy. desperation gets the best of me it cuts so deep but won't change anything the tide stays high and we don't know why.