Archive for Август, 2010
Willing to appear naive
A certain degree of imagination
A measure of make-believe
Авг
27
For Once In My Life
It’s Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .
Авг
26
I saw you last night and got that old feeling
When you came in sight I got that old feeling
Авг
26
Travelled rich to the city
He had a need to discover
A use for his newly-found wealth
Авг
26
Sensitize me
Criticize me
Civilize me
Compensate me
Animate me
Complicate me
Elevate me
There’s a ghoul upon the bed
There’s something in the walls
There’s blood up on the stairs
And it’s floating through the room
And there’s nothing I can see
And I know that that’s the truth
Because now it’s onto me
I don’t understand it
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Авг
25
It’s raining, children
Gettin’ soaking wet
And it’s raining, y’all
Been put out, y’all
Nowhere to go, children
People all ask me, son
Tell me what’s wrong with you
Tell ‘em i’ve been sick, y’all, yeah
Yes, i’ve been sick, children, yeah
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Авг
25
Like The River Jordan
And I Will Then Say To Thee
You Are My Friend
Carry Me
Like You Are My Brother
And walk the streets among mortal men
They hide in shadows, keepers of the night
Mortal life is weak, can’t hold back the demons
The blood pours as rain
And soon you’ll be alone
