The sunrise insists on gladness. But how can I be glad. Now my flower is dead. Oh, sun. I see you happy. You've made the morning dew. Now you're showing me the truth but I don't want to believe you...
Voy a la cocina, luego al comedor. Miro las revistas why el televisor. Me muevo para aquí, me muevo para allá. Norma Plá a Cavallo lo tiene que matar.
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.
On Christmas night all Christians sing. To hear the news the angels bring. On Christmas night all Christians sing. To hear the news the angels bring. .
Well it's a dream come true. Being here with you.. When I look in your eyes,. It makes me wanna cry. Tears of love.. If only I was man enough.. You're so beautiful.
Oh, I got a feeling. Burns like the sun inside my soul. Burns like the sun in my soul. . Oh, I got a story. Thirty-five million years old. Burns like the sun in my soul.
I tried, I tried to find the way home. . but the way home was never the right for me. our team used to scare the neighbours. but the neighbours swore the restless.
Swimming Pool Blues. . Your hair grew long in the time I was away. And now you're gone, and now you are gone, I feel your pain. Your eyes are brown like the earth beneath my feet.
Here comes the selfish girl. Who rules my word. Yeah i need you. Even though you dont need me. Yeah your so mean. . I cant live without you. Baby baby chill the fuck out theres no way out.
I'm a glutton for your punishment. Slave tied up in the basement. Tied up so tight. I can't get away. . I would never admit it. Not even with a gun to my head.
I was flickin' through the channels on the TV. On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain. Tryin' to piece together conversations. Tryin' to find out where to lay the blame.
Now when you climb into your bed tonight. And when you lock and bolt the door. Just think of those out in the cold and dark. 'Cause there's not enough love to go 'round.
There's a hot hard hurt. Burning under her skin. And it pricks her like thorns. And it's needles and pins. And it twists in her body. And I know what it is.
He looked down from the airplane. A crack in the clouds opened up he saw a garden of Eden. An island in the sea. Starin at the birth of creation. The earth and the people living, growing, naturally.
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall. Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all. Every night when I hear you, I dream of breaking down your door.
I lie awake at night. Listening to you sleeping. I hear the darkness breathe. And the rain against the window. . After all this time. Cynical and jaded.
One day I'll play you sounds that can't be made. They'll sing in you from somewhere inside your head. You'll never hear them from the earth or the air.
In the after silence fighting leaves behind. I try to think it over. But my mind's gone blind. I lost the right to argue somewhere down the line. . I had to tell.
A hand held over a candle in angst fuelled bravado. A carbon trail scores a moist stretched palm. Trapped in the indecision of another fine menu. And you sit there and ask me to tell you the story so far.