picked the wrong time to be looking up at the night. popular belief came down,. destroyed his house and claimed his sight. forwards in lockstop barely able to draw breath.
She's out and back. She's looking for the matches. We built our own logic. And now we scatter it's ashes. We dropped a feather from the eighty-first floor.
When it all just fits. No more waiting up 'till midnight. To see if he comes home. And it sinks in. Through these holes in your old bed sheets. You might spend your life alone.
I'm lost at sea, the radio is jamming, but they won't find me. I swear it's for the best, and then your frequency is pulling me in closer till I'm home.
Your grand dad left ome for the circus.. He was young just like me, with hopes to explore. He married a girl in Virginia. . She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor.
I can hear ticking clocks,. Running rampant in Me,. chiming in apogee. Waiting for the cynergy. Of her and me waiting on the light. And I never say goodnight.
Come on. . This armchair is old and lonely. Reminds me of my boring self. It feels like I'm the only. Lonely human left on this earth. . If I could sit and watch you.
Free falling. My feet have been swept. Right from beneath me. Knees crumble. I lay face down on the street. . Hear voices. And sounds that seem. To echo near my face.
Believe me when I say. He wept upon you, before he had told you. That he had been lying all along. You asked what happened yesterday. He looked guilty.
You are so desperate to learn. If you didn't try you. Might find out why no one. No one cares about. . The things that you say anyway. This whole thing is about me.
I am floatin' on the reason why we get up everyday. Is it just so I can torture myself?. Could I be responsible for my mistaken peace of mind?. This is the only place I am happy.
White Noise. hold on, we're letting go and taking in. a little more than just air. motionless, a breath of "ready or not". let's once more pretend that we care.
Rose tinted. Heart splintered?. Life depicted like a Monet. all Pale and Lillied. . you open up. for the World to see. . a candle. that flickers in the evening air.
What child is this, who laid to rest. On Mary's lap is sleeping?. Whom angels greet with anthems sweet. While shepherds watch are keeping?. . This, this is Christ the King.
I know your out there baby.....somewhere. . Roman:. theres someone out there for me. (i know there sombody out there). i know shes waiting soo patiently.
(Intro). . "Yeah, see there was this girl..who was real special to me... and sometimes..things don't work out the way you want'em to..". . Solo. . (Chorus).
Walk away. Don't turn around cause you. may see me cry. . I've never known a feeling so sure. You came my way and opened the door. I think of us and the love that we had.
(T.Allen/J.Skinner/A.Smith/L.Campbell/J.St.James). It was late one night and we. had a fight. It seemed like nothing was going right. You turned around and you walked.
the poem was written by the noble lord Byron (1788 - 1824). . when the moon is on the wave,. and the glow-worm in the grass,. and the meteor on the grave,.