... Winter came suddenly. Without mercy it set its icy hungry teeth. In our necks.. Heads of noble birds swimming on the water surface. Flew to thousands of parts just before it froze.
Well there is no such thing as you. It doesn't matter what you do?. The more you try to qualify. The more it all will pass you by. . Some people like to make life.
Man is born, man lives, and man dies. And it's all vanity.. . And that's about the way it is in the merry-go-round. You get on, you go around, standing in the saddle.
Well, There is no such thing as you,. It doesn't matter what you do,. The more you try to qualify,. The more it all will pass you by.. . Some people like to make life a little tougher than it is,.
The winter's chill chilled me to the bone this year. And something in my mind just got away. Being in the places where we used to be. Somehow being there without you's not the same..
Who draws the crowd, who plays so loud?. Baby, it's the guitar man. Who's gonna steal the show, you know?. Baby, it's the guitar man. . He can make you love.
Reluctantly crouched at the starting line. Engines pumping and thumping in time. The green light flashes, the flags go up. Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
You keep pushin' me away. In spite of what you say. I found out yesterday. That I've been wastin' all my time. Tryin' to make you smile. . Tryin' to make this seem worthwhile.
So your spirits gone numb. Not sure who you've become. Yeah, you beg and pray for resurrection day. Just want to be someone. . Time to shake the earth.
We've been locked out again. I'll be the indian and you be the cowboy. We'll terrorize the girls. Walking home from school. In their uniforms. . I wore a yellow skirt.
Right leg. Hang on. My man. I wanna be your bride. Right now. Red neck. I wanna be your bride. Hang on. Hang on. I wanna be your nasty bride.
I'm Shy. I play nice. I'm just not bright. I heard. You're adopted. I'm so mad so sad is it so bad to be adopted. I heard. You fell. I'm mad. As hell.
Je t'aime un peu beaucoup la folie. Je serai blonde pour toi et trs jolie. La joie la joie. L'amour l'amour. La fte. Il va me donner une trs belle maison.
The burning fires fill the sky as a golden light enfilades the night. Shattered mountains crumble away, their smouldering heaps upon the plains. Ashes of gods, a cinereous rain.
In the dust there's a flame that burns. Pack of wolves watch the meat in turns. Because the pain that you alone will feel. Will never seem as real. As the night you went and died.
I feel the ashes. Of everything I've known, through the madness. With the hellbound wolf's disease. Feed the bodies hot in heat. Into the ether. Into the unknown.
See when I didn't start. That was because of my shoes. Yeah the shoes that I wore. They would have gave me a bruise. As I follow my dreams. Realize all my dreams.
I can't believe, I can't deny. I can't conceive what's in your eyes. Another mistake, another regret. Another unwanted cigarette. . And do you really like me?.