Visions

Bits of conversation fill my head. Tangling with words we haven't said. Glimpses of a movement you once made. Knowing I could live but dream instead. Wondering if you saw the part I played.

Vanity

Pictures of your vanity are thrown about. The house in which we live. And being part of growing older. Seems a good idea until we live. . So wrapping in your winter time.

Viscera

Its so sweet, Amusant. static to the massive depth. . And all night, she cries in the garden. where the willows wept. . but who would, ask her. resent the other way.

Vino Dulce

Vuelvo a tu puerto a aliviar mis penas con tu blsamo,. que esta vida oxida los resortes de mi corazn.. quizs por ser un poco loquita,. loquito me tienes a m..

Voices

Vote For Me

This crappy west coast hippie scene is becoming quite a drag. It seems that all my freaky clothes are turning into rag. The time has come to break the strings.

Voices

World's going through some changes. I see so many things that. I don't understand. . And people - have got to feel the power. We got to take our lives back.

Vixen

Video

Video, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo. The satellites that search the night they twinkle like a star. They send their love from up above down to my vtr. The world is at my fingers under control.

Vaseline

This one's called Vaseline. . When you're stuck like glue. Vaseline. When you need some goo, ah. . When you're stuck like glue. Vaseline. When you're black and blue.

Vrt

pobegli su svi u grad. ulice su pune, autobusi. a telefon zvoni, zvoni, zvoni, zvoni, zvoni.... samo traz"e. samo bez"e. sve im je tez"e. sve im je tez"e.

Voda

Pusti neka voda nosi u zaborav. Obale su prazne kao pustinja. i samo ljudi s"to pogledom prate s"ta nosi matica. Oc"i su nam prazne kao pustinja. i ugriz na usni s"to kaz"e, tu je nekad bio okean.

Volcano

So young and beautiful in her old used car. And she's had a bellyful of the way things are. Trying to make ends meet. Been down to her last dollar. Running from the heat of a temper like lava.

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Vacant

The night bleeds day,. with every breath I take. reality brings,. bright eyes, smooth skin.. . So what is left from this,. a bottle of broken self.. In a moment it'll all be gone,.

Vision

I will stand upon my watch. Set me upon a tower. I will watch to see what the Lord will say unto me. He said write the vision,. Make it plain upon the tables.

Velvet

Found out that someone has broken his arms,. Fell down and tore up the strings on his harp. When he fell from Venus to us,. . He landed in our reprobate arms and he's deceiving,.

View From The Other Side

You thought it was a good thing. Were you fooled again?. Is it me who did the foolin'?. Tell me where and when. Where and when now, little girl, little girl.

Varying Degrees Of Con-artistry

Promised cures for everyman. Snake oil and circuses. You can get to Heaven, yes you can. So judge the books by their surfaces. . And someone's taking care of business.

Vessel

I melt at the sink. like a priest or a prince.. Maybe I'm to be a King. and they're awaiting in Westminster.. And the walls are paper thin,. hear the neighbours arguing..