In the coldness of the city where the neon sleeps. The streets show the pity and the nights run deep. And every shadow seems to hold a hidden story. And every heart, oh, is a refugee.
Dont back down when you're giving be treats. You know that now that I found it. You know that I need it. . Dont back me up, you say nothing at all. If I was two feet taller.
She probably still keeps herself inside herself. Her head it ruled her heart with a tune I'll never hear. Summer, like self-portraits we were hit or miss.
Dreamed a misfit came a calling days at a time. A malcontent from the look alike ball and she was mine. She said, take all preconceptions, tie 'em if you have to with a bow.
If you want my love. Just name a time and any place. If you want my love. Just name a time and any place, yeah. You need a backdoor, said, "I'd never leave.
Then you see it happen again. The world turned over. Wouldn't it be something to live?. Your life on Mars. Or at least demanding. Of some kind of masquerade.
Maybe there's a reason. Why I'm born again. There's something rare. Going on under my skies. . You got to chill out, find a reason for your soul again.
I'm having a conversation with some friends I know. Somebody I agree with no matter where I go. Somebody I never have to wait for or try to read their minds.
Alright. Running on like the rising sun. Like a wild horse thundering on. Fly, fly, fly through the wind and storm. Now I'm running free. . Heart and soul.
Rap. . Body rap. Body rap. Rap body. Body rap. Rap body. Body rap. Rap rap body. Rap body. Rap body. Rap body. (Rap). Rap body. (Rap).
(Alexander). . Mama they must be crazy. 'Cause I can't make heads or tales. Or someone must have lied. In your fairy tales. . 'Cause I tried to walk that straight line.
So many times, I walked away from your love. So little time to show you the way I feel. . All I know. Is that I need to hold on to your love. Lead me to your heart, oh.
Luther's windows are littered with nothin'. A crystal, a picture, a dead potted sage. A dusty white curtain, the nose prints of a dog. A shot glass collection from his truck driving days.
Für Rita und Helga isses klar, wir fliegen nach Bali auch dieses Jahr. Weil der Balimann uns wirklich liebt, und weil er uns deshalb alles gibt!. . Dreimal am Tag wird ordentlich geduscht.
Yeah, alright. . Born by a river. If you look into my eyes the river's end. . People sometimes think I'm crazy. But I know this world's gone mad. . Tell me why.
I will be gone from here. The minute you close your eyes. And with a silent tear. As your sign of life. All i needed was someone new. Only to be nothing new.
"Ein Jahr ist rum, Mensch bist du gross geworn ich haett dich ja fastgarnet mehr. erkannt!". "Hoer net uff de Vater un sei albernes Geschwaetz un geb jetzt deinerMutter mal.
Somewhere the wind is whispering into somebody's ear. Somewhere someone is hearing just what they want to hear. Somewhere somebody's savior has finally appeared.
I know it's late, and the evenings gently giving ground. Shadows remain of the words that were never spoken. All the years that we once held in our hands.