Take me out tonight. Where there's music and there's people who are young and alive. Driving in your car. I never never want to go home, because I haven't got one anymore.
Do you remember. The way it used to be?. June to September. In a cottage by the sea. Distant cousins, local kids. We climbed every tree together. And it never, ever rained.
So much time, and so little to doI furnish my mind with pictures of =. youFading portraits, peculiar nameReplaced by your face in a big golden =. frame.
The rise and fall; the fall and rise. The freezing breath; the frightened eyes. . The rise and fall; the fall and rise. The naked truth; the naked eye.
Laugh at the tears you're crying. Smile while your head explodes. You don't have to take this lying down. So blow your nose, baby. Just get your fingers clicking.
I packed up my suitcase and left the old farm. I promised my papa I'd come to no harm. And I went to the city where I was employed. In a firm of accountants as an office boy..
I found a photograph of you and me. Drinking sangria somewhere by the sea. There's laughter in our eyes and dreams in our hearts. Before life waded in and tore it all apart.
Why all the distance in existence. Join the resistance. Come on, let's start by talking tactics. With pepper-pots and matchsticks. Here's how we practice the lost art of conversation.
Humpty-Dumpty got so drunk he thought that he could sing. Now every rag and glossy mag thinks he's the next big thing. Watch the floodgates swinging open.
The lonely road you choose to travel on, it must seem awfully long. Innocence all gone, it must be wrong to hide your lovely face away. That music you play, I'm not saying it's bad, no, no.
I met a girl, she was a frog princess. I guess I ought to make it clear. That I saw nothing through her see-through dress. Until she whispered in my ear.
Priests and fools say. We are but animate clay. Rude vessels. Housing immortal souls. . But the dead only quickly decay. They don't go about being born and reborn.
Sing a happy song. 'Cause spring does not last long. A flower blooms and then it's gone. . Summer follows fast. Make hay while it lasts. Don't ever dwell upon the past.
A butterfly flies through the forest rain. And turns the wind into a hurricane. I know that it will happen. 'Cause I believe in the certainty of chance.
This book deals with epiphenomenalism,. which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence....
Beat stress and rebalance your life. Make those dreams come true. Impress all your colleagues and friends. With the brand new you. So many lives condemned for no need.
Ten. Apes turn into men. and grapes turn into wine. How we made it to nine. I'll never know. . Eight. Man looks for a mate. but fate plays cruel tricks.
Huge tailspin—is the world gonna win?. Is the nation gonna open up and let us in?. Hard luck! Your policies suck—. Your rhetoric will save your face, but not your skin.
So many heartbreaks. So little time. Too many tragedies. Too many crimes. Put on your body armor. Prepare your alibis. Cause there is no one else. Gonna put it right.
finding the one who loves you. it doesn't come along too often. finding the one who loves you. the one who really loves you. who thinks so highly of you.