Far behind the forest of flying paper aeroplanes. Grazing on the grounds of ponytails. The substitute is counting down her ticks till recess. Hammering down to size her fingernails.
Grazing on the grounds of ponytails. The substitute is counting down her ticks 'til recess. Hammering down to size her fingernails. 'Coz today's the day Sabrina builds her lunchbox buffet.
I dreamt about a tranquil Sunday drive. A sensory lullaby. We trade the comics, cartoons and magazines. For pistons and gasoline. . We see the road from the bedside.
It's not the same without him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This Vodka does a memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
It's not the same with out him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This vodka does the memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
No matter what you are. I will always be with you. Doesn't matter what you do girl. Ooh girl, I want you. . No matter what you do. I will always be around.
Curtain opens, spot lights the gentleman. Signing his love letter best wishes Simpleton. Dialog swam from his pen like polliwogs. He knew better that perfume was gravity.
I don't even recognize,. What I've disguised myself to be,. My heart is wound up like a toy,. Of endless paranoia crawling through me. . Send me a dream,.
She turned the night light on and blew him a kiss. He stared back through his green Crayola eyes. She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc.
Picture yourself in the shade of a tree. Alone in your thoughts but you're held by the breeze. With sand on your fingers and dirt in your hands. As you try your best to understand.
Wake me up, miss Toadstool. It is I, your one and only king, Bowser Koopa. I'm a turtle as you see, a little slow and a little green. But on the whole I'd say, "Super duper".
When you need someone. And there's no one there. There is always the nine o'clock train. To take you out somewhere. . I take the train in town. Like I did for years.
Go to sleep and hush little darling. It's time for bed, time to put out the light. Sweet dreams are awaiting behind your closed eyes. And a blanket of night where the bed bugs don't bite.
A written guaranty. No, don't need it. well, might need it yeah. A home in germany. No, don't need it. Well, might need it yeah. A perfect forgery. No, don't need it. well, might need it yeah.
I've known him all my life, it seems so inconceivable. At thirteen we shooks hands. But we've been always inseparable. He's cinnamon on my toast, we're so close.
Mr. Mr. of my youth. You fed me bread and taught me truth. And one adventure, you took me out. Showed what life is all about. . I don't mind reliving.
I read directions. I read the signs. For my protection. I would resign. . All around the island. I can see the crowd. Back into the middle. I could think out loud to myself.
In the breathless hush of 4 a.m.. In the dark sits a sad cliche. Cloaked in the navy blue of slowly fading stars. . Tell me how this came to be. Sleeplessness talk to me.