Here's the town we live in. This is how the band lays out. I bought a map. So I could find my way around, way around. . Taped the map on the wall. Studied every avenue.
And all these songs I write for you. They tear me up, it's not hard to do. Listen to my voice. It's the only weapon I kept from the war. . And I can soothe every ailment you endure.
There were trails of fallen trees. Deciduous and weeding marsh. The lowland birds and crickets roared. The final sound of fall. . Along the banks of the river.
Tonight's the last night that I'm coming home to you. It seems at last my mind is made for good. There'll be no more excuses like, I wasn't near a phone.
I started out so starry-eyed. Full of hope and wonder. And I wore flowers in my hair. Not aware I'd been defiled. (Every time I see you) I know it's going down.
And I know now, and you know as well. So we're not alone. Took this long to recognize. Took so long to analyze. Bring it round around again. . I know we're at the end.
This fever on my mind, I'm burnin' down inside. My luck may never change or so it seems that way. I know in seven years this curse will disappear. Where has my ladder gone? I feel like I've been robbed.
I needed the rain to wash away indifference. I needed the wind to air out the differences. I needed the sun to warm up my spirits. If I need these elements to feel somewhat centered.
Als je iets bereikt hebt,. In de maatschappij,. Schaam je dan niet voor je moeder,. En loop haar niet voorbij!. Wat je bent geworden,. Ja, beken het maar,.
Vaak zie je zondags in ons straatje. Een jongen voor het venster staan. Die stil kijkt naar de and're kind'ren. Die met hun vaders wand'len gaan. En soms dan vraagt wel eens een vriendje.
Meisjelief, luister 'ns even. Wat ik je nu zeggen moet. Je bent 't schoonst in m'n leven. 't Doet toch m'n hart zo goed. Je figuurtje, zo slank en zo prachtig.
Please listen to me and don't disagree. Even as we fight, it doesn't matter to me. Please listen to me and don't disagree. Even as we fight, it doesn't matter to me.
refrein:. Kleine, blonde Mariandel. Wanneer gaan wij eens aan de wandel. Want steeds alleen te lopen. Is heus niets gedaan. Als ik jou voorbij zie komen.
Mijn grootvaders klok was een deftige klok, met haar uurwerk goed en sekuur. Zij liep zo geregeld, want negentig jaar al verkondde haar stem reeds het uur.
Well, one moment sits suspended in time. What a time I had with you. Living in your fantasy world. Well, there ain't much of a view. . I rarely stepped outside of myself.
Duizend oren horen 's avonds. Het sympathieke 'Goedenacht'. Ingegeven door de AVRO. Na de zending uitgebracht. Weinigen slechts, denken even. Aan de waarde van zo'n woord.
We stand and watch the stars. The sky was filled without light. The trains below the aeroplanes go. Shuffling through the night. . We made it to the ocean.
You had a chance to go around the world. But you had to be a silver bird. A revelation wouldn't matter much to you. So I heard you bought a lousy dream.
Verscholen tussen 't groen der bomen. Ligt ver van hier een klein gehucht. Daar wordt een jongetje geboren. De sterren twink'len in de lucht. Zijn moeder kust hem in vervoering.
Stand guard over what is mine. Stand guard day and night to watch over me and mine. I keep at a distance, it suits me just fine. I need no assistance, I stand guard all the time.