Who took Botu's picture? Botu wants it back. He never gave permission, so hand it over, Jack!. Whoever took it: shame! You should have known not to. You have done an awful thing and disrespected Botu.
Falling inside again. This nightmare always the same. Still never enough. Halting at the brink of discovery. . Moving into the darkness. Leaking inside to cover up.
Know me. Broken by my master. Teach thee. On child of love hereafter. . Into the flood again. Same old trip it was back then. So I made a big mistake.
Falling inside again. This nightmare always the same. Still never enough. Halting at the brink of discovery. . Moving into the darkness. Leaking inside to cover up.
Blank face in the windowpane. Made clear in seconds of light. Disappears and returns again. Counting hours, searching the night. . Might be waiting for someone.
Still it came passing by. The pieces weaved together rose the sun. And fooled me with another day. The knocking message called for my life. . Sealed the spell of my scrawny body.
Blank face in the windowpane. Made clear in seconds of light. Disappears and returns again. Counting hours, searching the night. . Might be waiting for someone.
Found you there in the blink of an eye. I miss you. Turned away into a thousand dreams. Found out what they mean. . Lost you there in a moment of truth.
Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog. The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before. This day wept on my shoulders. Still the same as yesterday.
Found you there in the blink of an eye. I miss you. Turned away into a thousand dreams. Found out what they mean. . Lost you there in a moment of truth.
At the witching hour we'll be gone from here. When the snake-black roads are just about clear. Onto the hard-line dark horizon. Through the silver in the air.
The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon,. out on the steps beneath my hotel room.. Was in the woods behind this little town. we went flying up through the silhouette trees,.
This is where we go to - to the blue of the ocean. On the 30 westbound to the diamond water. Lost out in the white waves - salt purification. Bright eyes and breathless - this is how Love feels.
Raised in the fields in the back of beyond,. hauled into position as a prodigal son.. I was not Abel - I was a Cain;. the kind you find a use for every now and again..
It's another heroes' sunset. I'm riding on the Great North Road. Coiled and tensed in wonder. As the land turns burning gold. Out in the sun, out in the wind.
(Sullivan/Heaton). It's another heroes' sunset. I'm riding on the Great North Road. Coiled and tensed in wonder. As the land turns burning gold. Ch: Out in the sun, out in the wind.
Well we know what makes the flowers grow. But we don't know why. And we all have the knowledge of DNA. But we still die. We perch so thin and fragile here.
Well we know what makes the flowers grow but we don't know why. And we all have the knowledge of DNA but we still die. We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land.
I felt a shiver in the heat-haze and the waiting time is over. Strange tongues on the airwaves as the voices call from distant lands. I saw which was the winning side but still I joined the other.
Gather round and listen and I'll tell you how's it's done. How they manage to make idiots out of everyone. Take a human population with their hunger and their pain.