Feels like clouds today. The sky is gray. The sun been hiding for a while. . People walk by the window of his car. Look in, lock eyes. Betray their thoughts with a smile.
on the day you came to. did you know you had come. did you know why you came. could you feel where you're from. . did you ask it out loud. when no one could hear you.
isnt there anyone else in this place. who can tell me right now. dont be afraid. theres no one else here. who can hang out like i do. . just this good girl.
It's a hot one, leaning on the wall. Like a monkey practically swinging. From the doorknob. . I am waiting to feel brave. To save face. To step outside all of these holes that you've made.
great crap! i stuck my nose in his mouth to smell what he was saying and his words were hooked on chocolate strawberry vanilla isophonic charles in charge cards like neopolitan dianetics loaded with implosives and ready to self deconstruct his aftermath was mustached in the l ron cupboard with the rest of the michael groceries.
Don't you wake up yet. Give me some time. To watch you asleep. Oh, angel of mine. . And I, I will be fine. As long as you're near me. Oh, angel of mine.
You sure got a funny way of hanging on to the Babylon. Of the always gone and getting it wrong. Because it makes no difference to anyone. That you had your fun in the burning sun.
I lived in seclusion for a couple of years. In a German farmhouse just drinking beer. And every morning, I'd wake up with a smile from ear to ear. . I had one contact to the outside world.
I've got a new perspective. Way up high. And I've rainbows in my head. In my sky. I need a helicopter. 'cause i don't want to be found. Up here. I'll just fly around.
Come, lay here beside me. And I'll fear no death. I'll give you my body. And I'll breathe your breath. . No-one will harm you. Inside this song. We will be safe here.
I once fell in love with you. Just because the sky turned from gray. Into blue. It was a good friday. The streets were open and empty. No more passion play.
saying nothing leaves an awful mouthful. often overshadows matters audible. you know some things never. you know some things never change. i want it still.
Rainclouds, moon shines. I know sun burns, stars earn shadows. Sing baby, brown eyes. You give me everything to try. I'm following gray skies. Gray skies lead me lost in the night.
angels we have heard are high. smoking joints up in the sky. delusions are floating by. paranoias running wild. . ganja. in excess aint dangerous. . angels we have heard are high.