Give me the strength. To bring you in closer. Oh, bless this day. And the freedom that came. Send me a sign. Send me a sign. . Help me to see life in full color.
Everytime I go up to a window. I'm reminded, i'm reminded.. Every morning when I see the sunrise. I'm reminded, i'm reminded.. . Oh oh oh ohhhhhhh o o ohhhh..
Got an awesome sound goin' down. Got an awesome sound goin' down. Got an awesome sound goin' down. Got a pork roll, egg, cheese and bacon. . Stop the tape here.
He would step out of the night. And light a fire among his tribe. Carving from a bear's tooth. He used the flesh to feed the youth, he'd salt it down.
When the life inside, no doubt has died. And you've turned your head away. You tried to pay, but at the end of the day. It's you again, alone. Alone, confined the mess in your mind.
Open the gate to the red land. Alcan Road, by the turquoise lake. Starry skies, a mushroom cloud. Folding waves in a foamy tide. . Washing in beds of opal shells.
I can't control myself. even if i'm trying. it seems i veer of. . You know about my feelings. as you grab my brain. the android you move. . I wanna feel,wanna breath,wanna steal,.
All i need come back to reality. remember how is immortality. So much pain takes me to the undead. give me a pass i can rent. . Steven fell left me here yesterday.
Are you sincere when you say I love you are you sincere when you say I'll be true. Do you mean every word that my ears have heard. I'd like to know which way to go will our love grow are you sincere.
My story begins. Where most stories end. After the boy gets the girl. . It didn't work out for me. And I'm blue as I can be. It's the mighty lonesome old world.
Its not the reason. Are not the reasons of your blame?. Are not the words. Are not the words that you said?. And I guess, there is no other way. Another way for change your game.
It never seems to fail.. A thousand "Hail Marys" and I'm still among the wretched.. I'll betcha dimes to donuts. that this treachery will prevail.. Don't bug me! I'm serious!.
After all this time. All the time that waste. all the time. But I am fine. with my back on the wall. I erased it all. I found a away. Don't follow me.
All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,. So it' no wonder that I've been the victim of,. All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,. So it's no wonder that I've been the victim of.
I am haunted by my love for comparison. My fascination with a single common theme. And I am hounded by the fear that I might be losing it. Slipping from reality into dream.
I believe the heart's a theatre,. and that the actors on its stage. are playing dreams but they're imposters. and that the devil pays their wage.. . I believe the passion of that drama.
You set before me all my dreams. And vowed to give me everything. You said I did not have to choose. But Father he would disagree with you. You took Him to a mountaintop.
People try to tell me what I should believe. But I just sit and listen cause love will never leave. Hieroglyphic sermons gallantly express. Visions of repression and the tears outlast the test but.