Lyrics: jones. Music: jones. . Lyrics:. . I met a lass with eyes of glass. Named amy atlas-friend. She cooked for me, I served her tea. For two upon the thames.
Lyrics: jones. Music: jones. . Lyrics:. . Hobby was an only child. He couldn't see or hear or read.. But heard a voice inside his head. Hobby was the deaf kid..
Life sometimes feels like a nightmare. When every step you take is a wrong one. With only binary choices there. Seeming fair?. . They say that time does slowly heal.
I think it's time we stopped. Worrying about the future. In due time we'll all blow up. But it makes no difference to me. One day I ran into a man. Who served his time.
You know all the cool places where all the punks hang out. All those same old places that I don't give a shit about. There's so many people just following a trend.
[Spoken]. You're free and freedom is beautiful,. And uh you know it will take time to. Restore chaos and order, but we, but we will. . Chaos and order will destroy us.
Self destruct. We've lost all control. Self destruct. Defy all the trust you stole. Self destruct. I think you sold us all. I feel your stranglehold. .
...Blood on my hands.... . I walked in the shadows. 'neth an azure midnight sky. I walked in the shadows. to abscond a life not my own. I walked in the night.
It was when I realized. that life has no meaning. no purpose, no quarry. ...no answeres.... . And all the dreary night. that had befallen across. the land.
Here we go again good citizens. Avert your eyes. As the innocent collide. Run and hide as the world sits and watches, hypnotized. Another Belgrade sunset leaving town.
The firmament above the horizon of history. Heathen fires burn the ancestral night. Esoteric figures move across the. Arcane plateau with their. Symbols engraved in the sky.
Mentre stai chiudendo gli occhi. Mentre scavi dentro te. E il rumore si dissolve. Senza farsi attendere. Senza farsi vincere. Ti sfioro con le dita e voglio che sia tu.
"Carry me when my legs give out," he says.. We did not expect this bramble,. this thick of thorns.. You always see us running to anywhere. but where we're meant to,.
How vaguely we eschew complicity with You,. it's always run-arounds, excuses. and words we bind to nooses. just to sullenly let swing. the best of arbitrary things,.
Somehow everything's getting worse. My fight is just one of their struggles. And have I ssen it all Oh no,now their hate's reaching the top. And guess who's to blame,and guess who's responsible.
(Child) This is the world through square eyes,. I can see fiction like it's real. Window to an unknown paradise. A paradise where no one sees. I wish I saw it all,.
The eyes, looking so cold. Condemn failure. And seek for perfection. will never be attained. . They're judging the denying face which stares back. A bewildered revelation.
Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade. Slept in the dust with his daugter, her eyes red with. The slaughter of innocence. But will pray for her..