And there were future reflections On the face and the hands On a green colored island On a primitive man It was the future reflected It felt familiar
Hey I found a whistle that hangs like a charm and when my noose is tied I could blow it and fall down into your arms 15 centuries of dissolution and grief
I feel your racing heart My liquid silver arms extended These waves aren't far apart Black gold in clawfoot tubs unchanging I am fire, where's my form
I'm Feelin rough I'm Feelin raw I'm in the prime of my life. Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives. I'll move to Paris,
This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever Lock the parents out, cut a
Mild apprehension Blank dreams of the coming fun Distort the odds of a turnaround Gut screams out next to none So turn it on, tune it in And stay inert
Hi-Fi fellas and Lo-fi chicks Hair is how we take you there. Bones is how we make it now. Now I'm after a walking disaster. We live life we live it large
Hello dirt, goodbye innocence, Catch me a drop of dew. Goodbye hope, hello elegance, You've got a lot to prove. Sunshine beach, you've got sandy toes,
Metanoia, reshaping the world It can teach you And reprogram you It can show you the flood That's trapped inside This one's alive The tail is breathing
Oh my god, I'm being born This is what the future holds One step in the right direction Mother's milk keep me from infection See me dance in my little
Dead in the water It's not a paid vacation The sons and daughters Of city officials attend demonstrations It's hardly sink or swim When all is well if
He spends his time or maybe half of his time or part of the time wandering 'round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes with a tear in his eye
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Step out of your skin put it in a jar i thought they were my friends but they were cannibals where should i begin telling you what i am? i'm a normal
all along the western front people line up to receive she got the current in her hand just shock you like you won't believe sun in the amazon with the
All of these voices on my tv they got nothing to say we are all are people some of us free some of us got it made whats the concection some of us sink
When the world has turned paralyzed and wrong cold blooded claws never offered anything at all past the point of love shattered and untied waiting to
Changing lanes on a saturday break a record did you hear about the fire its such a tragedy lifes lost mothers crying no time to react its getting down