O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, Prepare thy creddil in my spreit, And I sall rock thee in my hert And never mair from thee depart.. But I sall praise thee evermore With sangis sweit unto thy gloir; The knees of my heart sall I bow, And sing that richt Balulalow!.
Alot of people around here lost the white in their eyes. See the lust inside your heart, so why do you go and touch the sky?. . Think with their head argue with their gut.
Country inside of me. . I like to follow where the stream flows. Breathe the air so sweet. Take the path no one else goes. Friendly to who I meet. There's a little Country inside of me.
Bang, where we going, what we doing this night. I feel drunk already, maybe my drink got spiked. But more like the other like that I'm just a lightweight.
Ya messing up my mind. You do it all the time. And that's why enemies enemies and lovers. Will never be friends of mine. Speak treat west. Like a stain on the chest.
Everybodies doing it,. and we're invited to oh yeah. I hope they have those pickles,. in those yummy yummy tubes. Oh yeah candyarsepunkrok,. I'd rather go and play with my own monkey in a zoo.
We drove a hundred miles that day. To see a Halloween parade. Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring. . Parents holding hands with Pale Death's infants. Shivering on the courthouse steps in polyester robes.
so cold is being lonely. behold the feeling lonely. the living part is done. the dying has begun. the world is spinning slow. so tired slow. . so cold is being sadness.
Maybe he'll touch me, maybe he won't. Maybe he's just turning over. Feeling the words drying up in my throat. Maybe he's sleeping, maybe he's not. . Maybe I whisper I love you.
In troubled times. I am surrounded by conflict. The world I see. Bound with the chains of limitation. And in this I'm confined. Filled with all that I am.
As morning leaves the night, opening my eyes. I feel that you are close to me. And yet your heart is time away. But I can't hold a dream. That sleeps within my yesterdays.
Oh Celestine you keep the candle burning. Oh Celestine so tiny dressed in blue. It's there to see. It's meant to be. You said to me. Oh Celestine. . When I came to you.
Nothing to say. I see your face. Memories haunt me again. They'll always remain. . Time spent, time that was lost. In love we all count the cost. I remember days that we spent together.
Why do we love so carelessly. A broken heart can never feel the same. Why do we make everything so hollow, and then borrow. Someone's love, selfishly.
Come along with me. Down into the world of seeing. Come and you'll be free. Take the time to find the feeling. See everything on it's own. And you'll find you know the way.
I made my dreams then lost them. They left and I went away. There's no romance in the memory. That's part of yesterday. . But feelings linger stronger.
Dollars down the penny drain. Frozen in the clouds. Dream away the last of pain. In waterfalls of sounds. . Float across the icy pools. Leaves with curl and sway.
Why must I wait for the morning sun to rise?. That maybe then I can rest my eyes. So I won't think of you and our used to be's. . 'Cause I can't turn the night.
Open up your magazine and see what's inside. I'm sure that you will find me--this is where I hide. Treat me as your fantasy, escape from the day. Into my model existence.