There's no time for dull regrets. no-one underwrites your debts.. No satisfaction guaranteed,. but this much I believe. we make the lives we lead.. Best foot forward, face the day.
Manheim; rainy Saturday with no money nor friend,. only Tequila can end the boredom.. Try to reach London for a pocket of hope;. we're children, we grope in the dark..
Where are all the joys of yesterday?. Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared?. Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs --.
Everything clumsy slow-motion,. I look for the source.. Buildings loom up like icebergs. on collision course.. I don't want to go in there,. I just want to be alone,.
Flying Blind. I alway forget how crazy things are. so sometimes it catches me off my guard. when they make sense.. The line on the road trail the arrow in the sky,.
There's a smokescreen on the horizon,. fireships under sail tonight..... Here's the Armada of Souls,. here's the flotilla from God knows where:. from gopher-wood to the last of the ironclads.
Kanashimiga ima Sailor Smile.... Kisekiwo okosuno Sailor Wing;. Daredatte kagayaku hoshi wo motsu.. Makenai! Ashita e Sailor Yell. Zettai! Tsukamaeru! Sailor Star!.
He casts himself as an adventurer,. all foot on floor and hell for leather;. She never told him what he meant to her-. Perhaps that's for the better..
Time has come between us:. in the passing months I've felt you slip away. as your words and mine came like nursery rhymes. till there was nothing left to say..
With my face drained of colour. and my brain of blood. like Billy Budd. I'm lashed to the grating;. with senses growing duller. and with quaking heart.
Zazvonil budk, rosa t stud,. chtl bys radji spt.. Rno v pt se ti zato svt. a je zas pondl.. Hm, domc kutil s nramnou chut. z chaty si postavil hrad.. ezal krov, jo, koda je slov i jeho nedl..
She's here now, perfume coiled like a thuggie scarf -. such a powerful drug to make you so naked and clean.. And you want to tell her. there's so much to disclose.
My, friends, I never really thought you'd go,. but, then, we know that's the way it happens here.. Now time is like cat's cradle in my hands:. we gather up the strands much to slowly.
The Fall of the House of Usher - An Opera by (1991). Libretto by Chris Judge Smith from the tale by Edgar Allen Poe. . The Characters:. THE CHOIR - Sarah-Jane Morris.
Well, Tommy woke that morning. with a headfull of rocks. and Sylvia was in shock.. The story they'd been faking. had frozen on their lips. and fallen through the brush of fingertips.
She like to keep God out of church,. especially when she prays:. All in it's place all safely stored. for some rogation day..... The paradox is so apparent,.
I don't know quite what's happening. and my eyes don't see too clear;. all I know is I need you here,. if only to shield me from the mood of the world.
I found myself lying on the balcony,. stripling terror, naked to the bone;. the secret asteroid jungle nearly done for me -. I saw it all just a moment ago..
Look at the candle, as it's life is bought,. as the wick just rolls of and dies;. look at the wax-drops as they cease from their goal. and the game they were playing loses its joy.
Hey, this is no disrespect,. No disrespect, brotherman. This is no disrespect, but could you. Step aside now, another man wants to take over. Because you don't know what you've got.