A Cool breeze. Through the trees. Cross the seas. Where the wild things go. Hard times. Life crimes. For my dimes. Outside your window. (Lady). The black cats.
1-2-3-4!. . Locked down, It gotcha, right where I want ya. You know I'm breaking through the door. Treason, is why this, court is now in session. I'm the judge and have the floor.
One, two, one, two, let's go. Hey, hey, hey, hey. . There's lots of crazy, crazy things this world will offer you. And there's no way to fake what you've been through.
I need this, is it a good time for you?. And if it's not just know I may not be here when you need me. Sometimes I feel like I would die without you. And if it's too early don't worry when I say I'm sorry now.
This whole routine is getting old. So am I and so are you. My reputation lets me know. I can do whatever I want to. . Though it seems that you believe.
Going past golden gate. Elementary everyday. Kids down colorful hill. Recess and fire drill. She likes the side without the heat. Where the sun don't beat.
D. Seff/R. Seff. C'est une lumire qui ne s'teint pas. Les ombres passent. Les peines s'effacent. Elle reste l. Et comme un pahre. Quand tu t'gares. Elle te ramne.
D. Seff/R. Seff. C'est une lumire qui ne s'teint pas. Les ombres passent. Les peines s'effacent. Elle reste l. Et comme un pahre. Quand tu t'gares. Elle te ramne.
D. Seff/R. Seff. Ces silences. Au fond de ta voix. Cette absence. Mme au creux de tes bras. Sont pour moi. Comme un signe qui me laisse. Un sentiment de dtresse.
Eighteen-hundred & 78 was the year I remeber so well. they put my father in an early grave and slung my mother in gaol. now I don't know whats right or wrong.
Peter's a cabby on Adelaide roads. And in five o'clock traffic that's a hard road to hoe. Hunts for his family in a Holden with a two-way and meter. And there's no air conditioning where he plies his trade.
Look at you. You haven't seen anything. Your eyes so white and pure. Without a trace of red. No signs of self-abuse there. And no tears have yet been shed.
Pedro del zorro. . Want all the pleasures I can measure with a life full of charm. It's all your hope that brings confusion. Not much for places, social graces, and the flattering types.
Broken and pushed too far. I'll fold up neatly and disappear. Push push, hold on, don't lose it. Push push, hold on. . How did you end up stronger than me?.
Warden's callin' for a lock down baby, he'll call on interim inequities. This is the last night in my body, assist in the escape. Warden's callin' on a jailbreak baby, he'll fly like only a jailbird could.
You search me. You know me. You see my every move. There's nothing I could ever do. . To hide myself from You. You know my thoughts. My fears and hurts.
Jesus. I am broken now. Before You I fall. I lay me down. All I want is You, my all. . I cry out from the ashes. Burned with sin and shame. I ask You Lord to make me whole again.
Lord I come to You. Let my heart be changed, renewed. Flowing from the grace. That I've found in You. . And Lord I've come to know. The weaknesses I see in me.