You're my thrill. You do something to me. You send chills right through me. When I look at you 'cause you're my thrill. . You're my thrill. How my pulse increases.
(Spoken:. Who's that knockin' on that door. Jones?. You better get away from that door. I don't know nobody named Jones. You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew).
Mad about the boy. It's pretty funny buy I'm mad about the boy. He has a gay appeal that makes me feel there may be something sad about the boy. . Related.
I know what this is. And yes I know Where it goes. And yet the feeling just grows. And so I go where it goes. But slow.. . And if I go slow. Perhaps escape from the trap.
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An empty place and the silence all around me. And I see your face on a picture in my hand. . I try to find. Yes, I'm searching for an answer. But I cannot find the reason why you wanna go.
In the light of my fire. I see footsteps in snow. In white-out conditions. My eyes have no view. In the light of my fire. I see grey sticks in snow. In white-out conditions.
the reptiles escaped, who said 'booh'?. was it me, but who then was I?. what made them fear?. it's dark and it's cold, and I feel so old. I'm going down.
Lyse netter. Tindrende og klar. Vide landskap. Åpne landskap. . Bright nights. Twinkling and clear. Vast landscapes. Open landscapes. . Elv og daler. Fjord og fossefall.
Hope measuring time without end. You could be just like the sun. Beautiful like a dream. Innocent like a child. Heroic and brave. Like the kings and the warriors in the legends.
there is a chapel in the woods. where from the farthest-seeing senses rule. there is a scroll inside a casket.... clear blue eyes have worn this outfit.
Even the strong get humble at heart,. Even so the wisdom we greet has sprung from the feeblest seed. Dream of this spark in you. I'd want you to. Crush any doubt with a one last embrace.
Billy-Ray was a preacher's son,. And when his daddy would visit he'd come along.. When they gathered round and started talkin',. That's when Billy would take me walkin',.
Even the strong get humble at heart,. Even so the wisdom we greet has sprung from the feeblest seed. Dream of this spark in you. I'd want you to. Crush any doubt with a one last embrace.
Fly, fly, fly with the gale to where the four winds blow. . Rise and rise until you've found it. . If man got no hopes, then man got no love. . Please Mr. Sage - keeper of dreams.
Clink, clink, clatter, rattle. The penny dropped. Iconized, though slightly slouched he. Raised both his arms,. raised his head. . Outside the cabinet there stood a little girl,.
The dinosaur-slipper-man does the very best he can. To make a living out if what he does.. He's selling dinosaur-slippers and dinosaur-ties.. He's got a dinosaur-tooth brush..
Even if I am tempted I won't apologize to you.. Those torn-out pages in my agenda are a few too many.. I've started to count backwards and now I'm almost halfway through,.
the place they were stranded. the traces that they made. all got washed away. the people before us. the fires that they burned. somehow all want out. .
Hey, are you ready?. We're leaving now, we're checking out.. Hey, are you coming?. We're ready for departure.. This ship is moving.. Well, the engine is just warming up..