Give me back my broken night. My mirrored room, my secret life. It's lonely here,. There's no one left to torture. Give me absolute control. Over every living soul.
It`s going to happen very soon.. The great event which will end the horror.. Which will end the sorrow.. Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down,. I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards..
One by one, the guests arrive. The guests are coming through. The open-hearted many. The broken-hearted few. And no one knows where the night is going.
I caught the darkness, it was drinking from your cup. I caught the darkness drinking from your cup. I said is this contagious?. You said just drink it up..
The sea so deep and blind. The sun, the wild regret. The club, the wheel, the mind,. O love, aren't you tired yet?. The club, the wheel, the mind. O love, aren't you tired yet?.
I fought against the bottle,. But I had to do it drunk. Took my diamond to the pawnshop. But that don't make it junk.. . I know that I'm forgiven,. But I don't know how I know.
I came upon a butcher,. He was slaughtering a lamb,. I accused him there. With his tortured lamb.. . He said, Listen to me, child,. I am what I am and you, you are my only son..
Now the Captain called me to his bed. He fumbled for my hand. "Take these silver bars," he said. "I'm giving you command.". "Command of what, there's no one here.
I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz. When an old friend I happened to see. I introduced him/her to my loved one and while they were dancin'.
I was dancing with my darlin'. To the Tennessee Waltz. When an old friend I happened to see. I introduced him to my darling. And while they were dancing.
Many men have loved the bells. You fastened to the rein. And everyone who wanted you. They found what they will always want again. Your beauty lost to you yourself.
Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry. There's a lobby with nine hundred windows. There's a tree where the doves go to die.
I met a woman long ago. Her hair the black that black can go,. Are you a teacher of the heart?. Soft she answered, no.. . I met a girl across the sea,.
The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh.. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas,. And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose,.
The door it opened slowly. My father he came in. I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me. His blue eyes they were shining. And his voice was very cold.
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river. You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever. And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there.
There was a child named Bernadette. I heard the story long ago. She saw the Queen of Heaven once. And kept the vision in her soul. No one believed what she had seen.
Store Room. . Its not the wind that keeps you up,. Its not the snow. Its not the moon. coming like a headlight. through your window. Its not the thumbnail of a screen.
Oh, the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on. And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song.