Näytös oli peruttu. Mä tunnen sinut nykyään. Niin hyvin että tiesin tästä ongelmia seuraavan. Kiinalaisen ravintolan pöytävaraus oli vasta kahdeksalta.
Pretty Little Girl Your Flowers Will Fade. With The Promises You Made. In The Tree Of Our Shade. Pretty Little Girl Your Dreams Are All Gone. You've Hurt Everyone.
walked back through the wash today. was too day to take me away. saw those clouds you made. saw the treetops and felt the shade. and in the wash today.
Somewhere in the sky it's harvest time. Looking at the things I've left behind. Crow is singing in the reckled light. In the back of his mind, something's right.
I'm looking for people. That I used to know. And I'm looking for places. We used to go. . I promise the changes. Have never changed me. No matter how distant.
You can come and go. Tell me you're not leaving. It's hard to stop believing. That words not said will go unknown. . And I can't tell. If there was peace in the beginning.
Can you look me straight in my eyes. And tell me love is forgiven?. Beneath it all she cries. That what's not safe is hidden. . You know what's wrong now.
Out in the yard cave wires are burning. Can't see too far today, over there. Feel against your skin. Heat comes from nowhere. . When the smoke is gone.
She Explores The Birds Of Paradise. The Shiny Moon Splashing Broken Light. We Decide Which Roads To Wander Down. She's Afraid When The Evening Comes Around.
We drink from the same glass. We share the same past. The time, long ago. You told me that I should know. . It's hard. No matter what you do. My guard.
When I saw the churches. The stained glass was gone. And the boxes were empty. I wondered how long. . When I saw the blind man. Who can't see the sun.
Take my heart. And keep it in a box. Keep it only for. The days you need the most. . Tell me something. That I've never heard before. Close your pretty eyes.
Who's there? Howl, it's me again. I'll huff and puff and blow your little house down. . You hid your heart in a house of bricks. And locked all the doors and windows.
Black Niagara. Of control spilling down to culture mock. You can tell me. Feet will land on the ground, safe and walk. . Tripping over gravity. Missing logic.
The turning from light to shadows. From burning to indifference. The turning of heart to granite. Of steel hopes to molten fear. . And when it turns on me.
The violinist puts his violin away. Forbidden city broken into tonight. I use my blindfold to dry my tears. The stage is empty and tired of light. . But when I do the fan dance.
Tell me I can change. Tell me I want to. Tell me I can keep it all straight this time. . No wanting you. No secrets and lies. No pulling us out of our well thought out lives.
She's not with you. Now, you think to much about her picking up new questions. You don't know, what you don't know could you never said?. And the quiet doubts about you will gather in your head.
When I take a picture of the city, it disappears. It's only a photograph, the city is gone. The places I go are never there. The places I go are never there.
She a poet, she's a dancer. Like a prophet, got all the answers. Face like an angel, touch like a healer. Look in her eyes, you know you've got to believe her.