was bleeding drops of blood from the ceiling someone was laughing, we all prayed for a favor that the ghost would entertain us with some songs and some
this room has so many windows too many windows I've sat and watched the trees framed to fade outside I hope the seasons treat you well I hope the seasons
green takes the leaves snow takes the sea it reminded me how awful things can be trying to recall your tiny voice till the fever breaks it's all that
I was never alone This isn't the last song there's no violin the choir is so quiet and no-one takes a spin this is the next to last song and that's all
Strange eyes, blue clocks without hands Two lives lived in distant lands Little blue mysteries What did they see in me Strange eyes, early Picassos Call
Sand is hurting my tender feet The air smells like rotting fish and Solarcaine I hate the people on the beach With their towels and umbrellas, they're
Just like the white winged dove sings a song Sounds like she's singing, ?Ooo, ooo, ooo? Just like the white winged dove sings a song Sounds like she's
song I'll put you afloat in a boat of pearl on a moonlit sea Where your path shall be of silver and blue To fairyland children, sweet girl To its rode-strewn strand
I'm pulling trough and it's because of you When I was stranded came your helping hand Lonely, hurt I had not known which way to turn 'Til you said, that
where I should In this bottle with all my mistakes All the days since I've landed I lost the way to find my truth You float away and leave me stranded
', same cryin' and sobbin' Same song and dance Same diggin' and pleadin', same yellin' and bleedin' Same song and dance Yeah, same song and dance I know, same song
a lot of rich friends But try to come back to the po' partnas, when all the richness end Tell him to come watch me perform, but they don't go, and if I'm Stranded
hear.. [killah priest] 4 grain worn, baptism of form, avoid the vast My space avoids, again between the asteroids For atlanta upon the planet, lucky bandit, lost and stranded
I spoke to you, girl Tricked on you cop that coke for you, girl I'd do anything but go broke for you, girl Since I'm a rapper I wrote a song for you
think of you when summer stars are on the rise I think of you with a bottle of wine and lazy eyes Playing rock and roll songs on an old guitar Gettin'
one another In the lovers up and down the strand In the sound of the waves and the cries Of the seagulls circling the sand In the fragments of the songs
The splendor of tigers turning to gold in the desert Pale meadows of stranded pyramids Sonny boy such a sonny boy There's a song in the air Curare! Curare
song you strum And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweeds wove its strands