The trouble with a classicist he looks at a tree. That's all he sees, he paints a tree. The trouble with a classicist he looks at the sky. He doesn't ask why, he just paints a sky.
I met a new me at 8 am. The other one got lost. This was not a trade in. Although I wouldn't believe the cost. I woke up crying as we said goodbye. Me an my old self.
Walking, he stared raptly at her face. on his lips, her smell, her taste. Black hair framing her perfect face. with her wonderful mind and her incredible grace.
This is no time for Celebration. This is no time for Shaking Hands. This is no time for Backslapping. This is no time for Marching Bands. This is no time for Optimism.
You can't have the flower without the root. You can't have the fire without the soot. Even a stripper needs her red tasseled suit. And we were meant to be.
Some like wine and some like hops. but what I really love is my scotch. It's the power, the power of positive drinking. Some people ruin their drinks with ice.
I'll blow these flames away. And wash these streets of fame. I hear these birds all singing. But I'm not. . I've ended my parade. It was never mine to take.
I was sittin' home on the West End. watchin' cable TV with a female friend. We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess. the poor and the hungry, a world in distress.
Why you gotta be, the prettiest when you leave?. Come back to me, come back to me. How do you paint the sky?. By taking light, by taking light. When I get cold but I still know.
The last shot should've killed me. Pour another drink. Let's drink to the last shot. And the blood on the dishes in the sink. Blood inside the coffee cup.
The survival of the human interplay. Has mountains of misused information. Rapunzel is full of insecurities. Her lover's only gettin better with age. .
When you've paid your debts. And quit your cigarettes. You'll still puff out your chest. And wish you were the best. . You'll still feel underfed. While having too much bread.
They're taking her children away. Because they said she was not a good mother. They're taking her children away. Because she was making it with sisters and brothers.
If there's a chance that you want to honey. Won't be too long til you break. There's a dance I can show you honey. You'll wonder how you could wait. .
The heroine stood up on the deck. The ship was out of control. The bow was being ripped to shreds. Men were fighting down below. The sea had pummeled the boat for so long.
You're running in the morning. Sweating in the darkness. Haven't had a sleep in. For as long as you can remember. . Pouring your heart in. To everything you wanted.
The man has a gun, he knows how to use it. Nine millimeter Browning, let's see what he can do. He'll point at your mouth. Says that he'll blow your brains out.
I dreamed I was the president of these United States. I dreamed I replaced ignorance, stupidity and hate. I dreamed the perfect union and a perfect law, undenied.
They tied his arms behind his back. To teach him how to swim. They put blood in his coffee. And milk in his gin. . They stood over the soldier. In the midst of the squalor.
And the actress is relayed. and the actor comes home late. And the plays have gone down. the crowds have scattered way. Neath the city lights and the street.