my word is my pencil. and I'm painting my world. I've run out of colors. and now I am stuck. locked and I try to escape. my art is transparent. and I am still stuck.
Promise me. Outside in the trees. They're waiting tonight. . Promise me. While the searching light. Moon has found me. . Know it feels like. The last time again.
Your hills are on fire. Why don't you go downtown. And get it on the wire. . Now, easy street. Can sure get you laid. Doesn't matter what you've done.
I was up this morning, blues walking like a man. I was up this morning, blues walking like a man. Worried blues, give me your right hand. . And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down.
Standin' in the smoky dark. Same place where you left your mark. Wishin' you were here tonight. Kids are jumpin' left and right. You were everything to me.
Under the arc of a weather stain boards. Ancient goblins and warlords. Come out of the ground, not making a sound. The smell of death is all around. .
He rides the night - stays out of sight. he sees your soul - he sees it all. . Pumpkinhead. . He knows no fear - he doesn't care. he's already dead - and he's right here.
What?. Huh. Wasa Wasa. Pussy!. Wasa Wasa. . Lord have Murcielagos waiting on the nigga. At the end when the time come. Get the drop on the weed spot. Like there's too much water in the tea pot, huh.
Your name is dirt. and I've got you under my nails,. from clawing to freedom,. I've been buried below your dark trails. Do you know who you are?. Are you having the time of your life?.
The night skys black and I'm awake lying on the ground. The grass beneath my feet is hard and cold just like I've come to be. The stars are gone behind the clouds and I can't see a thing.
Tony, your life's not over. But you've given up all you lived for. Put the bottle down. And fix the thing you ran from. . Do you say what you really mean?.
Well, Today is the 15th. And you know what that means,. Time to sit and go through boxes of old pictures. See if I can bring myself to,. The brink of giving up,.
Nothing feels right. But my fake smiles paint pictures like everything's fine. Sheep like what they're told. So they've got spindles spinning bad songs into gold.
I remember setting out just to see what I could see. Streetcars rolling by and airplanes flying high they all meant nothing to me. No one ever looked my way or knew that I was there.
The local rock group down the street. Is trying hard to learn their song,. They serenade the weekend squire. Who just came out to mow his lawn.. Another pleasant valley sunday,.
Que puedo hacer para olvidarte vida mia. Si tu en mi mente y en mi alma. Ahora estás. . La primavera el sol y las estrellas. Todo lo bello del recuerdo viviré.
Well my mind has been overflowin'. 'Bout some things that don't seem right.. And my gun is cocked and loaded,. I hope I get me some sleep tonight.. Well I don't know what went wrong,.
Daccord, daccord. Je comprend ce qui ce passe. Etre face a la perferction c'est si rare. Tu te sent toute drole toute bizzard c'est adorable. Les humain ne change pas ils aiment les stars.
O universo chora, o sol se apagou. Ali estava morto o Salvador. Seu corpo lá na cruz, seu sangue derramou. O peso do pecado ele levou. Levou, levou. .
O universo chora, o sol se apagou. Ali estava morto o Salvador. Seu corpo lá na cruz, seu sangue derramou. O peso do pecado ele levou. Levou, levou. .