To feel forgiveness, you gotta forgive. Do you see the stars or the darkness begin?. You fight your war, I fight for my life. You pay your dues, and I'll pay mine.
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. Your beautiful triangle of distortion. Now you seem to forget it so much. Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did.
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. Your beautiful triangle of distortion. Now you seem to forget it so much. Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did.
If God persists, persists in saying yes. I guess we'll have, we'll have to test ourselves. Maybe the Summer will come and clear our minds. And find the impulse set at the sunshine.
Imperial bodybags, coming home in dribs and drabs. Life is numbers, with doggy tags. Filled with holes and coming back. So come on up the sky?. Can't make out this line very well.
Next Thursday you're invited to watch Rising Tide's live coverage. of a gala tribute. in salute to Ronald Reagan.. Host Haley Barbour joins special guest lady Margaret Thatcher.
The future teaches you to be alone. The present to be afraid and cold. So if I can shoot rabbits. Then I can shoot fascists. . Bullets for your brain today.
The future teaches you to be alone. The present to be afraid and cold. So if I can shoot rabbits. Then I can shoot fascists. . Bullets for your brain today.
The future teaches you to be alone. The present to be afraid and cold. So if I can shoot rabbits. Then I can shoot fascists. . Bullets for your brain today.
Petrified for the millionth time. Slowly my soul evaporates. No parachutes no dismal clouds. Just this fucking space. . I know what's coming. I'm not working.
I am just a patsy. The Oswald in Lee Harvey. Made of my own misery. The footprints of history. . I am just a patsy. I sell vague conspiracy. I'm slow and I'm easy.
I think I've found it. And I think I love it. Buried in the dirt, hiding from the light. . So I walked to the sea. Threw a pebble in for you and me. A day of wine and roses.
I live to fall asleep. It's when I stop the hate. I never want to dream. It infiltrates beauty. . I live to fall asleep. Regenerate and sin. Skin so tense gives in.
The nothing in me. The apostle in me. No interpretation. For the heart of me. . I can't see right. From my wrong. I've loved so much. That I can't go on.
I got married cos you should. We both knew we should. You do at our age. . This stage of our career. Things get tight. A ring helps get a mortgage. . To move out of daddy's home.
The modern world sits so easily. A different kind of honesty. Yes I worship at the altar. I am a happy consumer. . A record shop and some clarity. Don't need a wilderness to feel solitary.
Hold me down. I don't ever want to see the day. When my time will come. Is it ever gonna end. I'm not here. Wish the last of the year. Where do we go now.
The platitudes they all dissolved. They got too deep, got too involved. The platitudes just interludes. To break the trust with me and you. . Oh, what a shangrila.
Defenders of the faith. With cruel hearts they make. You scarred and insecure. Scared to say a word. We've all fallen prey. To keep the wolves at bay.
Christmas day, stuck in the seventies. Play all day with your Scalectrics. Oh my god, I got a tomahawk. How sweet life can be. . No X-Box and no computers.