I know I've seen you around. You can't forget that hair. But I didn't hear you come in. How long have you been sitting there?. . You know you can tell me anything.
Up, up, up, up, up, up points the. Spire of the steeple. But God's work isn't done by God. It's done by people. . Up, up, up, up, up, up points the. Fingers of the trees.
I'm still here because. I've got nothing else to do. You're an asshole. But I'm getting used to you. . I like the fact that. You talk incessantly. I got a thing for assholes.
With loving passion, oh your radiance. A serenade I cry. Your silk lined coffin the lachrymatory. To hold a mourner's tears. . Ethereal splendour. Pale skin and down cast eyes.
Your good intentions are boring, take me away. If it keeps you sane, is that ok?. If I played it safe would it save me?. I'd like to get some rest now if I could just ignore the truth.
Above the clouds. We flew to heaven. Through the eye of storm. and into to the light. . I see you. You're everywhere I go. In everything I do. . I dreamed a thousand years.
and I feel like I knew you before. and I guess that you can hear me through this song. and my love will never die. and my feelings will always shine. and my love will never die.
Why I should feel this way [2x]. Why I should feel the same. Something I cannot say [2x]. Something I can't explain. I feel you outside. At the edge of my life.
Well the comedown here was easy. Like the arrival of a new day. But a dream like this gets wasted. Without you. . Under the pressure is where we are. Under the pressure is where we are.
[Originally by Operation Ivy]. . there's a war going down between my brothers tonight. I don't want no war going down tonight. civilization ha I call it as I see it.
Being your guide is the most I'd have. You can hide your love it's true. . It's the freedom game. You can see it every day. But your freedom ain't free.
Being your guide is the most I'd have. You can hide your love it's true. . It's the freedom game. You can see it every day. But your freedom ain't free.
Until we burn back into the sun. Until we burn, the kids will just want a love song. . Popping a collar and kicking down the street. Kick it, kick it, kick it, to the friends you will meet.
Sunlight peeking through a hole in the clouds. The sign on the tree house says "No Girls Allowed". Everything seems as it should be. And yet there's something wrong.
You can feel the horses under the hood. Through thick and thin pull us out of the wood. She's the smoothest ride, yeah, you'll ever feel. She's the Delta slide of automobiles.
Through eyes made of glass I watch her. Always in focus I snap away. Like a spider I crawl through the places. No one really wants to be. Paid money to bring home the bad news.
I'll tell you a story, what happened a long time-a. And it won't happen any more, more, more, more, more, more. You tell that girl everything that you wanted to.