I found a letter it read. "Our existence has serious side effects". Turned on, turn on the television. and It's telling me the world is collapsing. I think it's coming and it comes so fast.
All my friends are skeletons. Dulcimers and chariots. Prayers to god, oh prayers to god. Hammers for our hollowed heads. . Oh you had such big, big plans.
Mom told me I have her pretty eyes. Mom told me I'd be a butterfly. Mom told me of angels in the sky. Mom told me good people never die. It's not fair.
Mumbling monosyllabic moments. Nobody understands. Life's to short for explanations. You've got to many big plans. You've mapped out every single second.
Despite probable cause. Despite ongoing tests. We have reason to believe. In your disappearance. Sparkle, swivel, sparkle. . Stack of Government checks.
I like long drives. The radio is on all night. 'cause you say so. Lying beside. Your beautiful bones. With candlelight. And heaving tones. . This avalanche of love and skin.
You're a righteous woman. Let the breeze brush. off your back. Summer's salty fingertips. My woman, let the. meaning dislocate. We are tongues and. shoulder blades.
They don't know you. Maybe they do. They don't have the evidence. They ain't got the proof. . Black camera. Black camera. . They never been through. What you been through.
Do you still believe in God?. Said the preacher to the astronaut. I heard it's kinda lonesome there. Nothing to talk to but a cold, cold air. Tell me, tell me what was it like?.
I've been kind of tired. Maybe I've been not myself. I'm feeling like I should be putting in. So much more than what I put in. The wife, the kids are starting to get in the way.
Lover, don't be sad. Think of the time we have. The moment's truer, now. It won't last. . I don't wanna wave goodbye. Shout out a thousand times. I'll love you 'til the moment dies.
The archaeologists found. Some winged boy's remains. Stained by the fire and clouds. don't speak to me now. don't speak to me now. In the belly of a whale.
Wrap those feathers like a blanket over me. Throw my bones into the belly of the deep. Whisper through my walkie-talkie. "I am ready.". But I was not prepared for flight.
fingers dialing. . and your not breathing. . and i cant find the medicine. . if this is a joke then please tell me so. . so i'll know, so i'll know. .
Tu aimerais te perdre au pas de la foule. Au bras d'une rivière ou d'autres amours. Ne plus tenir ce que t'as laissé passer. Redevenir comme autrefois, plus léger.
Hey! les ambulances ont moins de sens. Dans la vie à laquelle on pense. Ivre et libre, longuement. Parler avec le vent. La menace est dans le temps. Aux erreurs boréales.
On a des bibles. des hymnes, des icônes. Le jour du Seigneur. Enghien, Silverstone. Tout un nuancier. L'homme invisible. et celui de vingt heures. Les chanteurs,.
Sans connaître les raisons. qui ont. poussé cet homme à vivre. dans une autre ville. on l'estime. comme quelqu'un de toujours poli. qu'il soit heureux.
Et mon amie regarde dehors. Le un zéro un à l'aurore. Et l'année passée s'évapore. Tant de souhaits qui restent encore. . Et tous ces corps perdus qui s'emmêlent.
Raide, raide, raide sous ma petite laine raide. Raide, raide, raide sous ma coupe au bol. Raide, raide, raide sur ma petite reine raide. en danseuse raide jusqu'en haut du col.