And I've been thinking of spending my time. While you've been working west of the sunshine. Going through the phase of cloudy days. That pass by us sometimes.
Trust. =====. We're good soldiers, getting by. On the border of this life. And the darkness is no place. To be frightened, afraid. Trust (x4). "Trust" means you can't see, but you know, you know.
Into the traffic changing. A good friend I have had. Today, today he's leaving. Makes me sad. . My friend is starting over. There is a trembling. Today, today he's trembling.
Flying down lanes, bicycles red and blue. And tunnels of tall trees, with you. Together we are very small. Riding across the great land. On the Eastern Avenue.
The happy Mondays, we blow down alleyways. in our raincoats, in afternoons.. The imaginary dogs beside us. are old friends, they will speak to you.. .
I'm lying in my bed. Hear the clock ticking, I think of you. Caught up in circles. Confusion, there's nothing new. . Flashback, warm nights. Almost left behind.
(PT Lauren). The baby of the better times hates you. So you'll know just where to go. In this one world that's never enough for two. When you show your secret goal.
I'm in a room. And there is something wrong. I can't remember how I got here. At all. Her body's lying next to me. On the bed. This place smells of smoke.
Shot dead.. . Stopped. Flames. Lights. Snuffed out. . For reasons publicly undefined. Malcolm is on stage tonight. Fred Hampton is in bed doing fine. An unplanned development.
Spin a scene of ecstasies. Unfurl a world to ride your dreams. Glide on transient wings to morning. Slide beneath the joy machine. Turnera, dream-bearer, silent Amor.
Oh, mysterious ladies, hear unto my prayer. And grant me live and to love as you do. May your magickal souls overwhelm the night air. To cast off its shroud and reveal your dark truths.
A woman liked by all who ever knew her. A hedonist who lived life for the day. She fed her soul on feasting and with riches. And feared the day that she would have to pay.
He comes as a darkened knight. Upon the raging storm. And as an angel of love he reaps the harvest corn. He comes as a leveller to make one and all the same.
Under the sun, under the moon, under the stars. Throughout the night. To set you alight. . To steal your soul. To conquer your mind. . And love is alive.
We've got the fever of all of the night. We've got the pain of the dark side of love. We've got the fire that burns and more. We've got the beast in us all.
The Rape Of Maude Bowen. . Lying in the brook she's naked. Cold and dead, raped and broken. Sweet Maude Bowen victim of a man. Now at her side does lie her rapist.
You are burning with temptation. I will be your desolation. I am stronger than your resistance. I am your annihilation. I'm the spider and you're the fly.
I am a drifting shadow,. My soul is craving for you,. A ghost rider on the lonely road. But I know that I'll destroy you.. . I'll kiss you, I'll damn you,.
Your love is crashing through my veins. Your heat has far eclipsed the day. Let nought but hunger take the pain. We've lived as those who've lived for fame.
Look up and see the sky tonight, it's beautiful. Make sure that you look up tonight and see it all. The stars across the fire and through the clouds. .