Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. 'Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace, Hallelujah.
Well, I'm the Sheik of Araby and your love, well, it belongs to me. At night when you're asleep, into your tent I'll creep. And the stars that shine above, they'll light our way to love.
Blessed be the one who needeth tongue. To uncoil her speech. Blessed be the one who commandeth silence. Water be still, be still. . Blessed be the one who hath time.
I met her... but I never thought. She'd belong to me. I just wanted someone I could sing to. Who'd listen to every song. Oh, I just wanted someone I could cling to.
Lay a hand upon the water. Well within, well within. Wash away to fair morrow. Ride ahead, ride ahead. . Make your mark upon the rock. For another one, ashes tell tales.
You can dance. Every dance with the guy who gives you the eye. Let him hold you tight. You can smile. Every smile for the man who held your hand. 'Neath the pale moonlight.
You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout. I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . He's makin' a list and checkin' it twice.
I think I saw ol Santa through my window Christmas eve. My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe. It mustve been ol Santa cause I saw his big red hat.
Jackdaw watches sunset. From the telegraph pole. At five to three in yellow light. As black as shiny coal. Still life. The world is stopped and waiting.
Square boxes to live in. Obnoxious, disgusting. We come home in echoes. Of lift shafts and hollows. All jealous of others. What beautiful brothers. Happy days are here at last.
'S wonderful! 'S marvelous. You should care for me. 'S awful nice! 'S paradise. 'S what I love to see. . You've made my life so glamorous. You can't blame me for feeling amorous.
Through the window. Just a wall. Shapes are forming. Blackbirds call. Early morning spirits. Moving hands. Tick-tocking ages. In the half-light of the still.
I see pictures of the porsche. Smashed and twisted out of shape. Hanging in offices. To match up with the drape. And posters of him. In boutiques where they couldn't know.
Well the bozos talk of dawn. But it feels like Monday morn. On the washing lines. We still fight for what we fought. But it's getting kind of short. With these futures on our heels.
You speckled your thoughts on a little white box addressed to me. You took off your clothes and you made it known that you were free. The light pollution tangled through the wind up/unto (?) to your hair, me and you in a hotel room New York took care(?), New York took care, of us laying there..
Yeah OK I did it, I harbored a mistake, doubting full (?) I admit it, because I dont owe you a damn thing, dont owe you a damn thing. Someones in the kitchen, waltzing through the phrase/frames, making drunk confessions, and I made a mistake, of the prettiest of face (?)..
Adding black paint the result of external pain... to cause, to feel, to pronounce a constant point: moral standard?. Stiff - Skulk. False statement with a few grains of truth in it... to cause, to feel, to pronounce a constant point...moral standard?.
Get in to crawl with all your grace... can''t stand the wrong within Blame the disarmed and give in.... to face the game of passion To set things clear your departure is near Straight in the backyard of decay.
Acts in a foolish manner Choose one repel the others Daredevil - dare not!. The ability or quality of keepin' one's desire within reasonable limits....
A box of tricks troublesome, stunning certitude is takin' over. Passtime - personal generous and freely given Stop fiddling! Start to proffer!. As much as you can bare.