The gypsies know my future. The angels know my past. I roll around this big wide world. To find a love to last. . I'm weary from my wandering. Lord I'm wounded in a war.
Your calloused hands have freckled me,. placed my thoughts in places they've never been.. Times before this, I was withered and old,. but you sweetly stole my soul..
I am ready for love. Why are you hiding from me. I'd quickly give my freedom. Just to stay in your captivity. . I am ready for love. All of the joy and the pain.
She hung the phone and I said fuck you it's over. Sorry but this is the end. I said don't trip it was just a harmless sleepover. See, we're just was making friends.
Rings of grass crowns of flowers they're gone gone gone gone. Furs that I woven of whispering hours gone gone gone gone. She's gone away where the rings are real.
We left our sweethearts. And our wives along that pier. "Cheer up", they said. "You'll soon return in half a year". . So we sailed up north to reach the ice.
We were on fire. But we burnt out. What we thought it was never turned down. You made me played the game. I'll never learn how. You didn't hear my voice.
(Jack Poels). ik ik heb mien eige leave. niemand um de schuld te geave. niemand um meej hin di leupt te zeure. ik heb genog niks te klaage. wat ik heb dat kan ik draage.
Me with the floorshow. Kickin' with your torso. Boys getting high. And the girls even more so. Wave your hands if you're not with a man. Can I kick it?.
By Robin Williamson. . Robin Williamson: Guitar and vocal.. Stan Lee Buttons: Pedal steel guitar.. . Rends-moi demain et le lendemain. pour toi j'fface le pass.
by Robin Williamson. . When I was a little boy. I used to take the time. To go and see old Rab McPhee. Down by the railway line. He was getting on in years then you know.
I was just a young child mind, then. Always listening. I don't want to lay in your choices now. Too young to begin. It's always on my mind now, the world I adore.
REQUIEM FOR A URODELA BLUES. . got a face that's full of knotholes/ got a salamander's check. got 12 wooden spoons and a rheumatic's breath. been fixin for a beatin/ Strawman Charlie and the goat parade/.
There is a road and it leads to Valhalla Where only the Chosen are allowed. There is a boy with a dream of Valhalla, A place in the land of the Gods. But in the heart, where the fire burns forever, Where life goes on for those who fell in battle, The Gods are waiting for the moment he falls in the fight, And he will rise when the sun goes down..
Have you seen the rivers of the blood?. First a trickle, then a flood --. First the ocean's pounding roar,. Then a tidal wave hits upon the shore.. Knives and arrows fell like rain,.
In a building of gold, with riches untold. Lived the families on which the country was founded. And the merchants of style, with their red velvet smiles.
Remember me. . Oh, I am the unknown soldier who died in World War II. I didn't want to fight, it was the only thing to do. I was the victim of a world that went insane.
The days grow longer for smaller prizes. I feel a stranger to all surprises. You can have them I don't want them. I wear a different kind of garment. In my rehearsals for retirement.