The day will come through. It will only take some time. Turning into a press on the matter. Look for the reasons behind it all. . It will only take some time.
You can't go home again. You can't go home again. And where you played as children. The field has grown in. . And the hill overlooking. What used to be your home.
Its a working man l am. And Ive been down under ground. And I swear to God if l ever see the sun. Or for any length of time. I can hold it in my mind.
Dresses my mother wore were never of silk. Places where she would go, it wouldn't fit in. But I remember, cold days turned to spring. Just to know she was there when I'd walk in.
The last time I saw you. You were standing by the tracks. Holding on to a vinyl suitcase. Holding back an easy laugh. . Oh don't you know. . Standing on that crowded train.
I see the mountains, feel the salt air. I have reasons to behold. All the wonders that never cease to be. . You're as timeless as the water. You're as gentle as the fields.
I'm gonna go to a higher power. I'm gonna go straight to the Lord. He comforts me in my waking hours. Watch over me if You please, if You please. . When I awake on Sunday morning.
Memories of walking home. From the Christmas party in the falling snow. Exchanging gifts, exchanging smiles. Hanging pine cones in the hall. . Merry Christmas meant lots of whispering.
We Do It Up by Rishaard Lyrics. We Do It Up by Rishaard Lyrics. We Do It Up by Rishaard Lyrics.
Twisted lies, thoughts contained. Deception let out of the cage. Forgotten urge, cant explain. Follow down the path we take. . I find all is left behind.
Hardly seem to notice. Who you are anymore. Trying to find your truths inside. As you stand among the rest. Youre disguise is a lie. As you try and hide behind that face.
These feelings of obsession. Ignited from within. Action so pretentious. Much to my chagrin. And I watch the clock tick. Thoughts spinning round again.
Your scars lead the way to a place far beyond. Our sweetest dreams and there is no coming home. Millenia of gaining of what we desire. Shame it's pointless.
Cruelty is the better part of your honesty. And when you're so direct its just for yourself to protect. And if I started crying, would you start crying?.
We are all trapped in prisons of the mind,. it's a hard sensibility. but we'll see it through in time. but when words come between us. Noiseless in the air.
I was the champion of forgive forget. But I haven't found a way. To forgive you yet. And though I know you and I are through. All my thoughts are lines converging in on you.
Wanting to understand. To understand a hand thats not my hand. In a moment to be defined. All clear lines of all that, that could mean. And I'm wanting eyes.
You're mine and we belong together. Yes, we belong together for eternity. . You're mine, your lips belong to me. Yes, they belong to only me for eternity.
Maybe what you've seen isn't part of me at all. It must belong to someone, but not to me. . Maybe I was too quick - too quick to turn my head. But I had to go - just to get around.