Faded photographs, covered now with lines and creases. Tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces. Traces of love, long ago that didn't work out right.
TWENTY FOUR HOURS OF LONELINESS. (B.Buie/J.Cobb). DENNIS YOST & CLASSIC IV - 1968. Nine O'clock I'm sayin'. ten O'clock I'm blue. twelve O'clock I line away.
Faded photographs, covered now with lines and creases. Tickets torn in half, memories in bits and pieces. Traces of love, long ago that didn't work out right.
Sinking to the bottom while rising to the occasion.. Slipping through your fingers now you've been caught red handed.. If you wait for a sign, they will take you alive..
The first noel the angel did say. Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay. Noel, noel, noel, noel,. Born is the King of Israel. . They looked, they looked up and they saw a star,.
I know one who cares , found in him piece of mind. I know one who cares , found a friend so loving kind. . I know a man who cares, found in him piece of mind.
Woke up one morning. felt the anointing o over me. I cried out Lord. Please don't take your spirit from me. Each day I find myself praying and saying yes Lord.
Dont believe in fashions, dont believe the priests. Dont believe the people that think youre no more the same. Dont believe the picture until its in your frame.
If youre far awayhow is it that still I got your smell on skin?. There must be reason why still I feel your breathingeven if youre far away. If youre really far away,far from mehow is it that I can feel you so near?.
Blue Billie swore shed never lose the bet with her life. She packed her bags at twenty, left her memories behind. Though were the memories of a girl that usually smiled.
There were two sisters side by side. Sing aye-dum, sing aye-day. There were two sisters side by side. The boys are born for me. There were two sisters side by side.
Let me show you a face in disguise. A colour that's faded, swept aside by the tide. Scene after scene, later. There's a grey dust that's in our eyes. .
Thos i lr an ghleanna trthnna beag arir. Agus an drcht ina dheora geala ina lu ar bharr an fhir,. Sea casadh domsa ar ainnir ab ille gnis is pearsa. Is sheol mo stuaim chun seachrin trthnna beag arir.
Looking around and around again. That's mean, oh that's mean. Far away on my own again. At gagans rye(? ) and tower hill. . Silence sweet. Is there someone out there too?.
Thos cois na tr domh, in ndoimhneacht na h-oche. An saol mhor ina gcodhladh, 's mise liom fin. Na h-anacha mara ag scairtigh go lanmhar. Cosil le h-anamnacha bochta i bpin..
First one, let the games begin. There ain't no time for me to pretend. Now I got the key to the door I want. So open up and let me in. . There is something, baby, about you.
From jason carns. Thos cois na tr domh, in ndoimhneacht na h-oche. An saol mhor ina gcodhladh, 's mise liom fin. Na h-anacha mara ag scairtigh go lanmhar.
Everything is foolhardy. And never is so good. Who will need an explanation. If all is understood. . This time has come again. Its all shining through.