Through the darkness cuts the morning sun. Time to focus, time to fly. Return to face the day with our heads untied. Watching all the pieces come undone.
Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain. With a little drop of poison in the red red blood. She need a way to turn around the bend. She said I want to walk away and start over again.
(T. Waits). . Let's put a new coat of paint. On this lonesome ol' town. Set 'em up. I'll be knockin' 'em down, down, down. You wear a dress, baby. I'll put on my tie.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.. Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream,.
Love walked right in and drove the shadows away. Love walked right in and brought my sunniest day. One magic moment and my heart seemed to know that love said hello.
I'm confessin' that I love you,. Tell me, do you love me too?. I'm confessin' that I need you,. Honest I do, need you every moment.. In your eyes I read such strange things,.
You are the promised kiss of springtime. That makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening. That trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
4 by 4 by Land, 4 by 4 by Sea. 4 by 4 by Air 'cause I like to fly free. 4 by 4AM that's when I rise. Sneak up on the landscape catch it by surprise. .
Verse 1:. Time stands still. Holding to this feeling. And I don't wanna say too much. But I already mean it. Pre-Chorus:. You keep telling me don't think leaving in a minute.
Well I love the crowds, love the town. Loves the way... my life's gone down..... the way it has..... I get to sing & chase my dreams. But like they say... with all good thing.... there's strings attached.....
in a cold church basement. one november friday night. come along, come along. in a twelve step meeting. under harsh flourescent light. and that's bright.
Odio. i pantaloni strappati d'inverno e la notte. perché è tremendamente vera. e i momenti felici quando sei triste. perché ti tocca di esserlo. ma odio gli orologi.