Ive been watching you,. For such a long time.. I cant lose your memory, baby,. Youre always on my mind.. Tearin my day, baby. Weekends too.. I just cant lose your memory, baby,.
I went down to old Joe's bar. On the corner by the square. All the men were having drinks, same as usual. And the same old crowd was there. . Oh, no. Oh, no.
You're soldiers of God, you must understand. The fate of your country is in your young hands. May God give you strength, do your job real well. If it all was worth it, only time it will tell.
Oh see, see see rider girl see what you've done. Oh oh, see see rider see what you've done now. You've gone away and left me and now. And now the blues they come oh yes they do.
This following program is dedicated to the city and people of San Francisco. Who may not know it but they are beautiful. And so is their city this is a very personal song.
I want somebody to tell me, answer if you can. I want somebody to tell me, just what is the soul of a man (yea). . I'm going to ask a question, answer if you can.
"SOMETHING OF VALUE". -Eric Bogle. . I can see the Southern Cross tonight. While here below, bathed in it's light. The Dreamtime land safe, snug and tight is sleeping.
everything i hate. is starting to percolate. and you want to stir me up. put some sweetness in my cup. even if i thought i could change. my mind, my thoughts would feel strange.
it's so hard watching you turn pale. that i might do anything, just give me a sign. i'd tend to your vine. . but it takes more than water and light. to make everything alright.
I've tried making it the hard way. it gets harder every year. i cried me a river. and floated downstream on my tears. i want just enough, i'm not asking for much.
you look me afraid. you look back at what you want me to. do you know you're high?. don't you know, don't say I didn't tell you so. . we care, we care.
Suddenly. I feel closer from where I must. suddenly, suddenly.... . All the pieces in, all the pieces fit. all the pieces in the right place. all the pieces in, all the pieces fit.
Back room parlor lonely sits and cries. See her with her head in hands. But nothing at all in her eyes. Always listening for the telephone. But it only rings wrong numbers.
Carry my soul on the. Black wings of your ecstasy. Lift it up high. Towards the heavens in blasphemy. I am what i am. What i forever will be. In the name of Jesus Christ.
Rotten trees with twisted boughs. Cast their shadows upon the ground. Where dead birds feathers and autumn leaves. Lie scattered by the midnight breeze.
Silent wailing. Over the morgue. Silent whispering. Please tell me more. . Access denied. Death is still a dream. I'm forced to remain. In this hollow reality.
Siguro sadyang ganito ang buhay.. Di inaasahang dito ako mapadpad.. Sa iyong piling ay malayo.. Kaya mo, kaya ko ito.. . Sa bawat araw, sa bawat oras,.
Soul. Soul. Soul. Brother Clifford. . play that organ sound.. Play with fingers of fire. play that organ sound.. . Brother Clifford plays the organ. .
I love Jenny - Jenny loves me. I'm in trouble as you will see. I went to see Lucy (Lucy). This morning at half past three (Whoopie). The floorboard started to squeak..
See them on the TV screen, looking back with electric eyes;. Razorblades and vaseline; what I see is synthesized.. Photographs and magazines will accept no compromise;.