Our love was famine, frustration. We only acted out an imitation. Of what real love should have been. And then suddenly. . Our love was flying. Our love was soaring.
The Redchins in their millions. Will over spill their borders. And chaos then will reign in our Rael. . The country of my fathers. A proud land overloaded.
She sang the best she'd ever sang. She couldn't ever sing any better. A Mr. Davidson never rang. She knew he would forget her. She'd seen him there. And put herself to ransom.
Henry Pond had no fun. Had a face like a currant bun. This adolescent little fella. Was nicknamed by his friends, 'Old Yella'. . The doctors gave him creams and lotions.
The [Incomprehensible] with dynamic tension. Can turn into a piece of [Incomprehensible]. . I'm a million ages past you. A million years behind you too.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. . If you're troubled and you can't relax. Close your eyes and think on this. If the room exploding in your head all turn to facts.
We have material minds. And restless hands. Longing hearts. And lonely beds. But we purchase stuff. And work too hard. Use our heads. And fill our beds.
You say you want to be buried beneath the mango tree. Where every northern summer you'll come back to life. You say you want your ashes mixed up with your lover's salt.
Older brother, restless soul, lie down. Lie for a while with your ear against the earth. And you'll hear your sister sleep talking. Say "Your hair is long but not long enough to reach.
Chloe don't know better. Chloe just like me, only beautiful. A couple of years of difference. But those lessons never learned. Chloe danced the tables in the french.
Damn, I fucked my aunt. I can't believe I fucked my aunt. I fucked my aunt y'all. . I was thirteen, skinny little freckle-faced kid. Growin' up in the country felt like doin' a bid.
In trouble with the dogs. Yapping like the trogs on that tape. Getting stepped on like a baby. Maybe slept too long. Is that so wrong?. . So at sunrise we moved on.
The world beat you for the something nice. You worked hard, died more. You mined what you died for. Diamonds di di di di di uh. . You can whistle my name.
If the clothes make the man, then the moths make the holes. And it shows, yes it shows, by the shape the hole grows. If early man really did mate with Neanderthal.
Love bird, you flew into my window. Now in the sticky love nest sits a widow. The tree it fell on all the people. Gathered there to watch it topple. .
In the doldrums of my life. I was nice to the people that I meet. But inside there was hate. Can you relate to the feelings that I preach?. . If you're sure I know.
There's blue skies all around me. And the world looks just the same. It's hard to be criminal. when you all know my name. Sometimes I wonder. Sometimes I wanna be free.
I've got a sweet black angel, I likes the way she spread her wing. I've got a sweet black angel, I likes the way she spread her wing. When she spread her wings over me, I gets joy and ev'rything.
The higher they rise. the brighter they shine. the quicker they take. the closer they time. the faster they come. the faster they go. the harder they strike.