: You've got your pretty face. You've got disarming eyes. You've got such social grace. I've got my pretty spies. I found you lost, misplaced. I
: Give me this before I slip, before I sink, because I think I may have found the short way down. Just give me something. Something's cold and clear
: Come with us. To the water as we celebrate poolside Silver line, sons and daughters Take the big dive Celebrate before rejection Before this pool
: I saw this alone The city was aflame Did I turn right in or turn away? Seems I went back home Holed up for a day Some say a year passed, but that's
: I I might Seem a bit peculiar A bit not right For though Though I try I remain a stranger Not of this time I swear I'm almost there Though I've
: Pull the top down, use your knees to drive. I'll make it worth your while just let me taste the sky. You pressed your mouth on mine and fed me a star
: How I regret what I must do but you've left me no choice. Though I still strain I can't recall the beauty of your fey voice. Now that I've heard come
: Were you dying to go? You just looked so exposed, demure through the dark dancing lights. I glided by. I can't deny that the shadows betrayed you and
't walk away. And then I crashed into you, And then I crashed into you, And then I crashed into you, And then I crashed into you, And I crashed
: You said you'd meet me in California You said you'd meet me in California Out on the ocean the mermaids are singing Out on the ocean the sirens are
: I can't tell what's true So it's harder to lie I haven't got the proofs My equations run dry I'm in the in between place, Where the seam meets the
: I'll never forget The first time we met On the beach, by the sea- Just opened my eyes Voila, a surprise: You were looking at me And I wished I owned
: There is a path by Lake Bras d'Or I never go there anymore It's not the same, since you and I The path is narrow, over-grown The few that thread there
: I listened to a bird that told me all He seemed to make no sense as I recall I listened to the bees, their buzzing sounds Told nothing of the purpose
: We turn out water into wine It's something we do all the time It doesn't cost a single dime And it's beautiful... Yes it's beautiful Our glasses,
: Her sugar lips, her chinney-chin-chin Ooh la-la - Where has she been? Her silvery voice, her sweet perfume The light she brings into the room Her sunny
: Put a face on the page into scenes put a time to a place with a theme Give it rhythm meet the strict rhyming scheme get it down write it out make
: Pipe Organ: Chris Brown