Come steer me now Leave ideas in my head And I'll come alive Or cover me instead There's a ceiling light above me And a song that says I will And it'
The hour of souls is the night by your side the whisper of angels, your breath I sleep behind the moon with your slender hand in mine The ceiling
Sometimes we only live for the here and now Sometimes we're lonely Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded Or fly away again I will fly away
Jeg dyrker rottene Til min egen vrede Og ser mine spirer gro I en kamp mot minegen glede prover jeg a slikke mine sar Da jeg ikke lenger lot dem drepe
In my life, there's a right time And a right place There is order There is method Well, you know where There is routine, nothing spare Catch the light
Kilometers from nowhere on a scented avenue Lined with poppy girls, I didn't stop, stop to say hello Curious vendors, waving bric-a-brac Looked me over
Lying on the floor, I feel nothing Trying to remember Everything is a haze, yesterday is gone Feels like I've been hypnotized Will this be the last time
lets talk of lessons learned what the fuck were you thinking man you'll never learn you're lack of conversation is public masturbation your lack of common
Kurikaesu rasen aoku yurameku azayakani Itazurani mawaru aoku karamaru kirameku shouen Kairakuni fureru yubi wa kiokuni tadori tsuku Te wo hiroge tsukamu
A lot of people say he is bad. A lot of people have a lot to say. From the couch, it might look easy. Wendel Clark, he's okay. We don't really care what
Sometimes we only live for the here and now Sometimes we're lonely. Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded, or fly away again I will fly
Kilometers from nowhere on a scented avenue - Lined with poppy girls. I didn't stop, stop to say hello. Curious vendors - waving bric-a-brac - Looked
Purple-brown skylit streetlight Walking home, there ain't a trace of moonlight You hold out your hand and everything is so easy And I think that's the
One day I stood with my back to the wind And the rain fell down Raised my fist to the cobalt sky And called to the Gods ...Where are you? I stood in
Lying on the floor, I feel nothing Trying to remember Everything?s a haze, yesterday is gone Feels like I?vee been hypnotized Will this be the last time
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