Hanging down from the ceiling ... the old pendulum now rests,. Time stands still ... - like iron - ... in the house of the dead.. Our fragile souls lie weeping, sealed in sleep and balls of lead,.
Over there that little mountain rises, while some others dissolve into a plain.. Time redefines itself and falls in sadness, grain by grain .... "Time, my dear, heals all the wounds", the two-tongues echoes seem to say..
Oi, ain't that mega. Wait wait, that's mega, in a TT,. Roof down, wait, with a f***** afro comb in his head. Wait a minute, from down my ends, blinging,.
Oi, aint that mega. Wait wait, thats mega, in a TT,. Roof down, wait, with a fucking afro comb in his head. Wait a minute, from down my ends, blinging,.
a perfect world. a perfect day. to live in this cage you call your life. a human aim. to be unseen. believing the voices of sorted men. . borrowed decisions that ended in ruin.
Part I Violent Fecundity. . A gift for humanity. My violent fecundity. The Harvest Time has come to be. I lay the world to rest.. Mortals pleading for release.
I'm dancing in the shadows of life. And death is all around me tonight. I miss you making love to me right. Beside myself I'm holding you tight. . Someone is waiting for me to rise.
I'm dancing in the shadows of life. And death is all around me tonight. I miss you making love to me right. Beside myself I'm holding you tight. . Someone is waiting for me to rise.
I'm not ready to paint my face. And cover all that lies beneathe. If that disappoints you I'm sorry to say. I will be no accomplice to a theif.. . Just like this river that flows in between.
I saw a robin flying in the snow. Fluttering low. Isn't the season, how could he not know?. It's much too cold. . I saw a robin captive to the wind. Time, running thin.
For the sake of Your name. Forgive my sins. Remember, o Lord. Your great mercy and love. Remember not my sins. My rebellious ways. According to Your love.
I was born the day John Lennon died. The paper said he never got to say goodbye. Crazy how you can have everything. But time. . My father was a preacher, he warned me of sin.
If I sent a rose to you. For every time you made me blue. You'd have a room full of roses. If I sent a rose of white. For every time I cried all night.
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw.
I'm talkin' about dreams. Big as a the Texas sky. So big that they're hard to believe. Oh, I'm talkin' about dreams. . I'm talkin' about free. To know that I'm not chained in.
Well now I never went to college babe. I did not have the luck. I rolled out of Indiana in the back of a. Pickup truck. With no education higher. Than the streets of my hometown.
I can hear her late at night. Rattling along the corridor. Wearing my name around my neck. I'd long forgotten who I was. . So I rebel with the ghost. Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading.
I'm running running from heartbreak. I haven't been running long still it seems like year. One night very soon I know heartbreak will catch me sleeping and so.