The scarlet boots, the kiss of death. Patient in the end of it. Blended angles, whispered love. Countdown 'til it's gone for long. . Velvet voices, haunting slow.
passenger leaves. i know, the pictures turned out too clearly. some felt blank. but still others emit true feeling. once he liked it. twice he needed.
I'm caught in excitement. An unusual spell. It's pure in a sense. And abstract from our lives. . And we talked a lot. Abstraction came into focus. . Her tales of the tour.
The body dances to the beat of the noises from the street. As patterns grids and schedules go, we took a subway to the show. So give us this day our daily commute.
New selection for everybody Latin nation. Ya llego , ya llego El Gran Silencio. Para ke toda la gente se ponga a bailr sin parar. Kon este ritmo ke no para, watch me now.
What's the point of dying, if I'm already dead?. And what's the point of trying, when I'm fucked in the head?. . Breathing was easier when I didn't try,.
I see you wearing that fake crown of thorns,. Sometimes I forsake and regret the day that I was born.. I'm on my knees to pray that thickets peel apart your skin,.
The feelings of lust excited me,. And the thought of your death delighted me.. I would give my life to know you lost yours,. And praise my God to know you weren't born..
Born in the jungle, it's the lion's den. What the hell you gon' do when it's your time to spend. I'm thinkin' to myself should I take that chance?. Do I not, the streets callin' and it's in my hands.
I'll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say. I'm sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way. and maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different.
Well I wonder where she is tonight. If she's cold. With a feeling our love isn't right. Or getting old. Is she laughing?. Is she crying out to the moon?.
Many years ago in days of childhood. I used to play till evenin' shadows come. Then windin' down an old familiar pathway. I heard my mother call at set of sun.
[verse 1]. you show up, late now. so do don't lie. (tell me why you're hear all the time). I feel love, there's some signs. so love mine. (tell me why you're hear all the time).
I knew a boy he was so sweet. Shook his hair and clapped his feet. Never did he know he was a star. In my head with his guitar. . I knew a girl I knew before.
Alone all alone by the wave-washed strand. And alone in a crowded hall. The hall it is gay and the waves they are grand. But but my heart is not here at all.
Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,. Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.. More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose.
I was eighteen years old. When I went down to Dublin,. With a fistfull of money. And a cartload of dreams,. Take your time. Said me father,. Stop rushing like hell,.
Sad are the homes round Garryowen. Since they lost their joy and pride. And the banshee cry links every vale. Around the Shannon side that city of the ancient walls.
I didn't mean to offend you. But you were way out of line. And I can't help the way I feel. Who said I feel fine?. I'll only give you one warning. Then you must realize.
Can't you see. That in the world we live in. Political lies. Are just corporate decisions. They'll take away. All the hopes, not their promises. They'll put an end to this.