What is the system that gets around. Recruits hearts with its timeless rhythm. The young glow but old men know. It's all a part of some crazy schism. .
I was dreaming in my dreaming of an aspect bright and fair. . And my sleeping it was broken. but my dream it lingered near. . In the form of shining valleys.
I must make up my mind today;. What to have, what to hold:. A poor man's roses,. Or a rich man's gold. . One's as wealthy as a king in a palace,. Though he's callous and cold..
People,. People who need people,. Are the luckiest people in the world. We're children, needing other children. And yet letting a grown-up pride. Hide all the need inside.
Parla Piu Piano. . Parla piu piano e nessuno sentira. il nostro amore lo viviamo io e te,. nessuno sa la verita,. neppune il cielo che ci guarda da lassu.
London, did you have to. take my child away?. you buried him under. rent and low pay.. I've been cyling in circles. round your empty streets.. i've been searching.
I was stumbling into battle. i was walking into walls. 'till i walked myself to peter. and i let my shadows fall.. . he's a boy who never ages.. rides a goat around the lake.
In a time of loneliness. I fell into your strong open arms. And in those arms you loved me well. You hid me in your calm. . And in that calm we headed south.
It was seven in the morning when the spark. began to give. the bath was spilling over, my. self pity spilling with it, so i, i fled the country. to start it all again and found myself in paris in.
manciper. se manifester. nous devenons ces autres. qui tirent sur les autres. lisser la peine. inflige cette belle. maison qui est ntre. ailleurs sera pareil.
I pull up your drive and I lay on the horn.. Cling to the bottle thats keeping me warm.. Sweet whiskey Jesus I wish I werent born.. . You get up to leave and you hear in the dark,.
The brighter things get to realize your dreams. Brings on the whole world to pass judge on your scene. I'm trying to ask you to open up your senses. To all the fine things that tear down the fences.
Well it's nine o'clock on a saturday,. The regular crowd shuffles in.. There's an old man sitting next to me,. Making love to his tonic and gin.. He says "son can you play me a melody?.
Passion, the brighter thing get to realize your dreams. Brings all the whole world to judge on your scene. I'm trying to ask you to open up your senses.
A yo,a yo. Theres a pray for every real nigga in the country. When you wake up man,and shit feels like it's to hard to bare. Just repeat this prayer. I belive that jesus is the son of god,that he died and rose.
(CHORUS). POLICE CAINT BREAK IT UP. CAINT NO BOUNCERS BREAK IT UP. CAINT NOBODY BREAK IT UP. UNTIL WE FUCK THEM NIGGAS UP. . (VERSE 1). IMMMMM COMIN AT CHA HARD.
[pastor troy]. . I'm the muthafucking president (come on, come on) 3x. Watch how I represent. . Verse 1:. . From the land where the constitution stand while niggas stumbling.