you will never really know until. youve learnt to lead. never understand until youve sown the. seed. you can gather information with the. will to read.
I heard your voice today. It echoed through my mind. I can't stand the thought of losing you. And I'm so dumb these days are gerring so confused. . I wish i could have a chance.
Why can I not sleep?. Why am I turning?. Why are all the trees burning?. Forest fires, crooked liars,. Why am I so sullen and drained?. . In the bush, it's raining,.
Sullen hours of the evening. Wait, I heard a bird, it's singing your song. Even though you didn't have one.. . I can't help but think of you. Why do I bother?.
[Verse 1]. I told myself to go. Under ten feet of snow. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. Under tainted light I did embrace. . A medicated mind. Never knew what it could find.
[concept and lyrics by Mikee W Goodman]. [additional lyrics by Justin Hill]. . Clinging on to any piece of mind. That elevates me beyond those thoughts.
Well, I built you up. To be something that you were not. Something too good, something bright,. Something too perfect, too right. Goodnight, now you're running out of Sight, goodnight.
[by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. 1985]. . Looka yonder! Looka yonder!. Looka yonder! A big black cloud come!. A big black cloud come!. O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo.
The minds of power, devour nature. Where can I find the four-leaf clover?. . Why do we wonder and where do we wander to?. Thousands suffer, we sleep, they starve, we eat.
Paint your face,Cover the black heads. Short top bulging up your saggy tits. Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter. Don't you wanna. . Toilet paper going down your top.
Sanguine seas of bigotry. Death in the squandering for. A feat for the king of serpents. The malice in the smog. . He's wicked, he's mad. Blood rag clad under his suit (under his sanguine seas of bigotry suit).
Yeah, I've seen your second face. What is your moral for today, is it still lies and trickery?. I don't understand why. This man has a thousand faces..
Yes, no, yes, no, maybe, no. All you're going to hear in this world that rocks and rolls. Something mistaken, a dream taken from magazine fiction. I fear and so I turn.
An inquisitive mind. Will always tune into the world beyond.. Curiously you'll find yourself. Observing it all with intrigue.. So keep a close eye. Such a detailed awareness.
Sheep-ridden country. They pretend that's it's so free. Falling, they're bleeding, never really question. Why they die.. . Swim in the lake of death. Eaten by crocodiles.
When all the hail seems far away. In my sight. Like it won't ever rain here. In this light, In this light. . Let me sit right by your side. In this light.
Is this the desperate mile?. Are the seagulls hungry still?. Did the pond run out of water?. Turn into a motorway?. Did the forest see itself slaughtered and modelled into decay?.
[concept and lyrics by Mikee W Goodman]. . This is a story bout. A little man named Rod Who did not have a mind of his own. Just went along with his pathetic lonely.
(If You Weren't So) Perfect. . Something's wrong that made me realise. Maybe now we're not so right. Two people living different lives. . I used to think that.