If only I could run away. Into the words Ill never say. It would be easier than this. My soul facing you. . And only now we share the weight. The sudden twisting turns of fate.
A million suns are shining. A thousand rivers rushing. Memories returning to me. . We are something out of nothing. And forever now embracing. A universal longing, I believe.
let me walk. ever so slow. into the haze. i want to go. . let every tear. aching to fall. drown every word. hurting you so. . another place. the same mistakes.
I've been away so long. I've been the wayward son. always moving on. I've been wrong. I've seen the lows and highs. the color of a life and times. after all I have seen.
When you were Santorin. You were once worshiped as a fire king. South of Naxos, shaped by Scirocco heat. Far above surfacing the Sea of Crete, your feet.
You gave me something I need to leave alone. You gave me all I could want to turn my heart to stone. . (Ooh). I don't want to be someone you love. (Ooh).
Take it all, take it all away. And watch me fall. Take me in, show me what its like. To be alive, truly alive. . Im holding fast to what I know. I found it surrounded.
You put a vision in me. A passion so strong. That it beckons me still. Calling me desperately, stay. . Oh, what do I know?. Youre rendering beauty. From what I dispose.
ei tu nezinai ka tu turi. dar tavo sparnai nepakirpti. kas zodziai pikti tu nezinai. tu vis dar gali kilti aukstai. debesys dar neskuba pas mus. pesiziurek - melynas dangus.
daugyb dien a gyvenu. tarsi sapne. a laukiu mirties kuri kada nors. ateis pas mane. ir a neinau nieko daugiau. tik savo geismus. galvoju kodl jie taip danai.
I like to stay in holy places. I'm happiest on consecrated ground. I worship the earth I walk upon. I seldom eat anything but sacred cow. . I work in the church of my soul.
Lurchin' round the parking lot, a man possessed (of not a lot). Skin and bones and rings and crown, legs reach right down to the ground. Swivel hips and loose lips. Stab the dagger, turn it round.
{J.G. Thirwell). Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death. I know there's no respite for me - even the worm that never dies has left.
[Talking]. . Here's a message to those who don't like me,. You can all just bite me. I don't care what you say or think. You walk around like your shit don't stink.
(talking). . You may see other squirrels. I am the greatest squirrel of all. They all clutter up your T.V.. I am the greatest squirrel of all. Believe in the words of the foamy.
(talking). . All over the world. I am seen. As the perfect squirrel. Can't you see. What I see. You're blinded with stupidity. Yes it's true. I can see right through you.
(talking). . My name is foamy and I have a complaint. I'm dealing with people that haven't a brain. From pill-popping pals. To purple haired freaks. I'm sick of seeing them all week after week.
(Chuck Berry). . They're really rockin' in Boston in Pittsburgh, P. A.. Deep in the heart of Texas and 'round the Frisco Bay. All over St. Louis way down in New Orleans.
(Nicula/Bojescu). . You stand at the gates my love. Wond'ring to come in or not. You may come inside. To switch on the light. You will see me there. Sitting on a chair.
(The Isley Brothers). . You know you want to make me:. Shout!. Take my finger!. Shout!. Throw my hands back!. Shout!. Kick my heels up!. Shout!. Come on now..