Harus bagaimana lagi. Dan terus begini. Dengarkan aku. Lihat ke mataku. . Cukup sudah kau menghukum. Salahku tetap salahku. Benarkan ku berbicara. Agar bisa pulih semua.
They saw you today as you were leaving. And they run to hunt you down. Dogs lead the chase as you are bleeding. They run to hunt you down. . Your narrow escape.
Can't touch me. . Hands all over the Eastern border. You know what I think we're falling. From composure. Hands all over Western culture. Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures.
It's lovely to see you. Fall off the stairs. Breaking your skull in two. . There's nothing you won't do. IV with air. Pull the plug and say I do. . Beware in the bed.
I know the way, when the time is right. I know to wait, till the tide is high. We go on, we go on. . And anywhere you go is where you're always gonna be.
The night's synthetic half-light. Rolls over your steering wheel. I'm closing my eyes just for a while. . (Can you call me when we're almost halfway).
He knows, he knows. Or, I think he does. . 'Cause when I lived. In the Arse of the world. He knows, he knows. He knows I'd love. To see him happy. Or as close as is allowed.
Where is London, so much for London. Is it home of the free -. Or what?. . Can you squeeze me. Into an empty page of your diary. And psychologically save me?.
Happy lovers, back together.. Uh, and I do feel proud.. Happy lovers, reunited.. Uh, and I do feel proud now.. . I'm not the type to boost as you know,.
Steel on the skyline. Sky made of glass. Made for a real world. All things must pass. Oo-o. . Waiting for something. Looking for someone. Is there no reason?.
Hallo Spaceboy. David Bowie. Spaceboy, you're sleepy now. Your silhouette is so stationary. You're released but your custody calls. And I want to be free.
Hope. (Hope, hope). The only thing that. We have left to hold. (Hold). In a world gone mad. There's nowhere left to go. (Go). Where nothing lasts. There's permanence I know.
How much do I love you?. I'll tell you no lie. How deep is the ocean?. How high is the sky?. . How many times a day do I think of you?. How many roses are sprinkled with dew?.
Well I've heard that the devil's walking around. I sold my soul way down in the dirt. But stole it back and forever in debt. And for a moment I don't even care.
Out in the distance small faces in pain. Came along always in search. Of entering dreams. They all fade away, to return some other day. . Helding their mirrors reflecting my sin.
Mama lies on the couch in her old wedding gown. She turned pale long before the carnival had left town. She stares at the front porch on the outlook for dad.
This is the legend of eight sisters, Herald was the famous one. It happened twenty years ago although the sea was calm. It was 1987 and winter nearly gone.
The quiet should be nice but isn't. I guess we're going to spend the day like this. In psychic screaming. . Don't you feel my eye lasers hit?. I stare you down but God, your skin is thick.
I can't compete with the clear eyes of strangers. I'm more and more replaced by my friends each night. I can't compete, I just can't recover. How many years it's been, it's day one in my mind.
When your heirloom's wilted brown. When the devil's pushing down. When your mourning has a sound. And you hesitate to laugh. How quickly will your joy pass.