Die See schickt junge Wellen fort. sich zu schützen vor kaltem Wind,. bevor am Ende dieses Tages. ein wilder Sturm beginnt.. . Packendes Meer - atemlos schön..
Bild ohne Rahmen. Ein Paar steht am Strand.. Den Moment und den anderen fest an der Hand.. Silhouetten verschmelzen unscharf im Licht.. Horizont ohne Linie. Jede Grenze verwischt..
(Verse 1). Who do you talk to in your sleep?. This is the third night you've kept me,. wondering about ghosts in my dreams.. Am I crazy? Am I crazy?. .
New squeeze, take off your chemise. And I'll do as I please. I know I'm not any kind of heartthrob. But at the same time, I'm not any sort of sloth. .
Dangerous make it good, so that you'll remember. Be there, not anybody understand. The wings are tongue that we speaking. No wilds got that ...but baby I got.
n detail you were even more beautiful than from afar. I could love you like the blinded would do. Feeling their way through the dark. . In the darkened house of love it feels like I was sleeping.
Back then there were no others. All I knew, true beginners. . We had a gift, the perfect present. No such a thing. I'm taut. . It's tense for me. Can't live within a memory.
Plain Jane Lyrics. Written by Bob Johnston, Michael Lunn, Donnie Van Zant and Johnny Van Zant. Ah, tell 'em about it Darlin'.. Here we go.. She's a waitress at her corner,.
[G] A Prodigal son once [C] strayed from his [G] father. To travel a land of [A] hunger and [D] pain. And [G] now I can see the [C] end of my [G] journey.
I know not where on earth to find you. I know not how or when to start. I only know, I'm here without you. I've got pins and needles in my heart. . The days and night are growing longer.
Way back in the hills, when a boy, I once wandered. Buried deep in her grave lies the one that I love. She was called from this earth, a jewel for Heaven.
I have heard your stories about your fast trains. But now I'll tell you bout one all the southern folks have seen. She's the beauty of the southland listen to that whistle scream.
I think we're going somewhere.. We're on to something good here.. Out of mind, out of state.. Trying to keep my head on straight.. I think we're going somewhere..
Poison Ivy,. In better condition than I'd be,. Hook me to an IV,. I whisper "why me". . In the Freezer,. Your words give me seizures,. And if we take a breather,.
That night at the theater, an impersonator died. And Mr. Booth was tried, I just kept the truth inside. And in the courtroom, the judge will not catch wind of this.
I've been working with adhesives. Chains and locks and ropes and knots to tether.. But nothing's sticking to the pieces,. I can't seem to hold it all together..
INTRO:. If you a fly nigga tell it like it is, im a pretty boy. Why they wanna hate on my stees, i aint no shitty boy. Let us turn the heat up and creese.
The first night after your released,. no one expects you to get much sleep.. Your the waking walking dead.. In my case, I'm not much better.. Walk through the kitchen and grab a marker..
Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot. Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got. We keep the party movin' to the broad day light.
Yes, I got more bounce than the fucking bump. And then you want to know why because I'm motherfuckin' truckin'. I'm in the pocket just like Grady Tate.