Time will pack a bag on you, my love. Organize, re-organize your luck. Pretty face, a pretty smile. A pretty shame, you can't defile. The message you have made for them to see.
Am i strong enough to keep my mouth shut tight,. Something in this house won't let me sleep tonight,. Sing one for tomorrow, one for the way we were,.
The Pound a Week Rise. (E. Pickford). . Come all you colliers who work down the mine. From Scotland to south Wales from Teesdale to Tyne. I'll sing you a song about the pound a week rise.
The Paddy Set. (Arranged by Seven Nations). . Paddy's Leather Breeches (traditional). Malts on the Optics (Hamish Moore). Kelsae Brig (Ian Hardie).
The King of Oblivion. (Written by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations). . Between the refuge of the interstate overpass. And the Sun State building stretching twenty-four stories to the skies.
The Factory Song. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod). . I wonder how I wonder why. Without this factory could we ever survive. I wonder who I wonder where.
How can you live with yourself. After everything you did to me?. And now you sit and cry a million tears. Sipping your alcohol,thinking of yourself. And how the world around is gone.
The Ballad of Calvin Crozier. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations). . Good people of this town. You'd do well to gather around.
I hear the words of a thousand voices. Sinking in my head. Long time since I've seen you last and. You talk to me like this. I can't remember the last time.
I've been thinking it over, taking the time to find the words.. Getting closer to this God I serve.. Because He came over and God became a man,. coming in colors in black and white and red..
My home is where we used to meet. I'd talk to You and You'd talk to me. You revealed Your mysteries. I'd make promises I couldn't keep. And morning sleep it is my thief.
Intro. . "Ok today we're going to show you a groove. The groove goes a little something like this...". . Uh, (Go), here, (GO) here, (GO GO) here. Leave away from here, here, far away from here, here.
this time, we've got a first class motive. we should start.. i wrote it long ago and never wrote it off. try and we might.. don't and.... . let's take this outside so i can make another scene..
I value you more than you will ever know!. . I know I'm not the only one. concerned about where this has gone.. The feelings that we both once shared,.
don't get me wrong.. i appreciate the appreciation but don't mistake my gratitude for half-heartedness. i'm not shouting these words out for nothing now..
Cunto esper. lo que nunca lleg. una caricia. una frase de amor. . Como un regalo. llegaste a m. y sin abrirlo siquiera. te perd. . La voz desnuda de la vida.