The night is always young. Count the visions that you see. Violent blue and shocking green. Seek the course that must be run. Strip the image from the sun.
I take the life from the seed. I rectify the lost need. I am the one who can't sleep. You're the one who can't dream. . I'll fly away. Lost in the sun.
Truth layed down. in words to hollow wounds. into the never again I'll wander. blood drained mind. violent declined. . Butchered me back there, cut me in the groin.
A man can't foresee it, his own destiny is written.. All guessing is useless, just to do what you have to, to get by.. Another road taken, another bridge is going to fall..
An empty stare, a stupid grin.. Sweating palms and cold within.. Delete past calculations, adapt to a brand new breed.. Sudden movements, the smell of caffeine.
A change was made today, somehow the reason got lost along the crooked way.. This so called peaceful state, where only wars are made,. remain still and enjoy the ride, right into your goddamn graves....
It's Durt Boi!. It's Durt Boi!. It's Durt Boi!. It's Durt Boi!. It's Durt Boi!. . She gotta model face with a stripper ass.... She gotta model face with a stripper ass....
Send me an email. Send me an email. Right now, right now. . Send me an email. Send me an email. Right now, right now. . Do you believe in email above?.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals upon the meadows of my heart.. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart..
Sous le ciel de Paris. S'envole une chanson. mmm, mmm. Elle est née d'aujourd'hui. Dans le cœur d'un garçon. . Sous le ciel de Paris. Marchent des amoureux.
sunrise how can this be. so full of hope and ambiguity. cos I've got mine and maybe. you've got yours. i've been down, yeah. i've been down before. mostly because I fell out of love.
I guess there's no use talking about it.. That talking always turns to shouting,. And the memories fade to fiction.. . But I don't believe a single word I read..
summer mourning, I resolved to slip away. there is nothing, there is no one who would have a word to say. I venture off down some suburban London lane.
You and I in the room with the balcony. You lie on the bed while I stare at the sea. I stare at the sea, oh such reveries. . We're riding the ponies in Mexico.
Peace has lost its meanin'. Now, we've hit the ceilin'. All is said and all is done. Here goes, start again. . You're better than you think so. Something I hold onto.
Playground, homeland. A countryside to save. Blue skies, airspace. Soldiers to raise. And sacrifice. . Strong armed Christians. Oiled up and fed. Safe as houses.
here's a list of things gone wrong. please don't worry it won't take too long. you read it somewhere. but you're on the wrong track. you're calling someone but they don't call back.
I would like to fly to the moon. And walk across my feelings for you. I would take a bucket and a spade. Dig a hole and then look at the love that I made.
Still youre near.. Still you call.. The fears and sighs, I hear them all.. . Like those Christmas times,. When we would not sleep,. Just lay there warm and proud --.
How many times on this merry-go-round. Over and over again. Up on that horse was a weak foolish child. Never believed it would end. . How many smokes till I'm satisfied.