And the dreamer sets his sails.... Avoiding all cliffs and stones. But the dreamer is never alone. Always trying to catch the moon. Sailing on winds of desolation.
Jump in heat. Plunge to your truth. Agree with your youth. Consider defeat. Part and part. And separate. We will. . Brand new paths. In ways to soothe.
Toda una vida de lucha y de trabajo sostenida sin nunca aflojar. Toda una vida de lucha y de trabajo sostenida sin nunca flaquear. Un pajaro en su jaula en primavera sabe claramente que hay algo.
Break yourself through the clouds. and build above those sleepy buildings. Mistified by your capabilities. all is yours if you can handle. Visable from higher than the sky.
To feel this great urge. To hold and embrace you. I slowly dry out. . I shrink and shrink. Until I'm gone. Nothing to make out of me. Oh what the hell went wrong.
What fine judgement I see. in the eyes of our world leaders. Oh how beautiful life could be. if it hadn't been shot to pieces. . Shot to pieces. . What secret music do I hear.
He's in a rush run. He has to hurry dash. He's in a rat race. Never at a slow pace. . Forever dangerous. And never serious. Up on your energy. Expect no sympathy.
What is left of our world, today. Walls have fallen with peace. But walls are built within our hearts. Wars are fought within. A cloak lies over our world.
The day you went away. You had to screw me over. I guess you didn't know. all the stuff you left me with. is way too much to handle. But I guess you don't care.
My dear don't leave me now. Close at the edge of my end. All this time you have been my friend. Don't go stay for a while. . My dear you're losing me now.
You're like an anchor tied around my ankle. But I wanna swim, but I gotta breathe. . They're big fucking stars. I swear to God they are. . For all the money that you spend, we will earn it.
Beaches make the sand white. Make the sand all romantic and shit. Palm trees, branches, imagine them. Green, naive and shining with pride. Oh, arrogant island being buried in humility.
eating from the trough again. stuffing his mouth with glory. biting the hands that feeds him. because he thinks he's worthy. absorbed in his deceit. the lies are subtle in which he snorts.
Break out the blindfolds. There's teens cloaked in sheepskin. And we are the wolves at bay. . Put her to bed with the big ones and well charge them at the door.
We're not what you think we are. We make product and place it in stores. But we're just selling our songs. See you in hell!. We'll pick you up by your ankles.
I will fight for the glory and future of Christmas time. Take up your steel, yeah mount your stead. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.... On forward, to the land of jubilee.
I could go to anywhere,. head hung low in shame. Buy new clothes and dye my hair,. maybe even change my name. But the past don't ever disappear,. and to run's a losing game.
I went down to Leo's Lounge. To look at the faces, listen to the sounds. Bartender Bernie, look my way he say,. "Tell me son, how do you feel today?".
Thirty seven kinds of coffee. Thirty seconds to decide. As the line backs up behind me. Say, "I'll take number nine.". . Things have gotten complicated.