I stand off to one side. counting the casualties. As you will see in the morning the newspapers lied. Difficult to say the truth in times like these..
Oh God, Gilbert when you said that. I'm afraid I'll have to jump across the gorge. Like in this book I'm reading. . When you read it back. You need a painkiller, painkiller but I'm sober.
by Terre and Suzzy Roche. . He goes to the window to see. He can't help it he's got to look away. aaah. So many sweethearts strolling in the park again today.
You may be sorry. But I don't want you to be sorry. I see the open air. What a paradise and you. And me go there. . That won't happen here. Just a fantasy.
Well I like this world, well I like this world. Well I like this world. I would watch. Pray I would work. Like I would watch. . Ghost and the rain. Cold walk of freedom.
We thought that we were the ones against, but we were with you. Are you with me as one of the ones waiting for the world to wish that we were gone?. .
lets get high with eachother. while we still have time. lets get by with eachother. and share our lives. tonight. . lets just love eachother. and hold on tight.
Try me, move beside me. Now look at my face. Look me in the eye. Yeah baby try me. . Try me, try me. Try me this time. Just get a little closer. Lookin' me in the eye.
Oh, break out. I wish I knew. Its late and Im confused. Im tired of feeling like I abuse you. . I know these days will make me crawl. God, please dont let me fall.
Hey, let me grab my guitar and get in the car. Got to pick up my cousins, pick up my cousin on the bass. Got my cousin on the drums, got to pick up Cris.
Well, I like this world. Well, I like this world. Well, I like this world. I like it how it was. I pray how it was. I like it how it was. . Ghosts in the rain.
Long and lean, a silver queen. Have you ever seen such a flying machine?. Hits the ground as fast as sound. Seven hundred thousand pounds of little pieces lying around.
He waved a real gun. And he went on the run. He found out how to live. Just like a fugitive. Life on the run is like. The edge of a razor. It was not a tragedy.
Death to engines in the air. Chaos take the human wing. Death to jet and turbo prop. Death to stick and death to string. Ruin the fuselage. Destruction to the aerilon.