Onur

Er liegt in seinem engen Raum. starrt unentwegt die Decke an. er lebt in einem bsen Traum. aus dem er nicht erwachen kann. Er steht an jeder Wand. man hat ihn lngst verbannt.

On A Spit

What can you do he's a fighter. And I tell him later. Now he does not want you. What can you do?. He struggles to understand it. But if after cooking on a spit.

Overdriver

Ordinary

All right, right on. Cowgirl, that song. Find something you can sell. Then make a war to find it. . Youre told it. So now its true. No business. Somewhere ordinary, yeah ordinary.

Off Piste

Walk it up But dont talk at all. You left cinnamon on the wall. Now that everythings changed. Your the one that stayed the same. . Played for minds never played for keeps.

Our Trap

Feeling like I have no strength. Can barely breathe. It's taken all hope away from me. I can't even move but I see. Everything's way too calm now. Just as if I dream of what I live.

On The Road

I've come here so many times and I know that nothing has changed. Nobody's around me I will do this on my own. A family I still don't miss while I walk dark streets.

Ostracized

Legions, upon legions. Roam the roads to nowhere. Street wise ragged with rage. Fucked by society, left outside. The systems cold embrace. Insane, Unsafe, Labelled.

Overture In E Minor

People in my face. Understand I need my place. You take, use and abuse.... Never give nothing in return. I think you like to burn. I do as I must. I swallow shit, I don't fuss,.

Oh My God

You took me for granted again. You left at the moment when. Things were about to get better. The plan was coming together. But I'll have to get by with what I got.

Obelisk

I stood alone in a sea of blackness. Built a place where my pain might rest. A monument to all my futures wasted. A tribute to all the ships I missed.

Outbound Plane

by Nanci Griffith, Tom Russell. Don't want to be standing here. With this ticket for this outbound plane. Cause I've been here before. And somehow this doesn't feel the same.

On Grafton Street

On Grafton Street at Christmas time. The elbows push you 'round. This is not my place of memories. I'm a stranger in this town. The faces seem familiar.

Old Hanoi

(Nanci Griffith). . Where are all the Satchel Boys. Selling books outside the Metripole?. Books to read in English. Books of light and sorrows. Of this foreign land.

Obsession

Cut the flesh and worship blood. Rotting carcass fucked. . Strong uncut devour. Necrofetish drugs. Consuming my soul. Putrid gods unfold. . Necrophiliac fetish worm.

Out Of My Way

I am still. unsure of my will. I feel weak. afraid of what's waiting for me. . Now it's time I let myself go like an avalanche. Ride the sound wave 'cause I'm ready to handle this chance.

Ominous Fate

Despite all the bad times,. I dont feel the pain. That this deathly sore produces.. . Despite the abandonment,. I dont feel the fear.. The Grief besieges me without stop..

On A Bus To St. Cloud

On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota. I thought I saw you there. With the snow falling down around you. Like a silent prayer. And once on a street in New York City.

Ordinary Girl

(verse 1). I'm just an ordinary girl. trapped in a complicated world. just like a crushed up soda can. recycled, restored, to live again. for somebody else to use me up.

Only A Woman Knows

He told her that he loved her and she believed he did. But he never found the way to let it show. How many times did she walk that floor for him. These are things that only a woman knows.