: I love you I cried on your mother's shoulder Like a broken hearted soldier She knew and I knew What all the tears were for Weary exhausted flames
: They call her smokey taboo I got your name tattooed High like a helium balloon Midnight to noon I'm a desert child And mountains make me nauseous
: I caught a glimpse out the window A Polish graveyard filled with widows I coddle a bottle of warm beer I see a pool of liquid tears Glimmering so sweet
: u ne la nv i u me tsi i go ga gv he i hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se i ga gu yv ho nv Under what spell the guiding light Betook the undertaker Under whose
: In heaven worm souls flutter They flutter by with rosaries Dangling from their necks German shepherds guide by nightfall Little kinder dressed in starlight
: It was just before the moon hung Her weary heavy head in The gallows and the graves of The milky milky cradle His tears have turned to poppies A shimmer
: He draws near the periphery In disbelief on delivery Came child from the deep inferno Crusty head of dead volcano Heartless crow with brittle beak
: We walk towards you St. Michael. We walk towards you St. Michael. May the light of heaven guide our way. May the light of heaven guide our way. Will
: It was Cinco de Mayo Pillow case on his head No more breathing time The ambulance sped Sped 'round every corner Calling out his name Shot a rabbit
: Open hearted as a heart can be 'Cause we all a ruin like broken leaves I give you me in oceans of tears up to my knees Stitched together like pants
: I give you my hand Brown from summer And you five me a kiss Like a tiny floret Which sparks in a blink A firework of roses And the night floods in
: In the these times of evil spirits Of material thugs and mischief Fear saint nonis wisdom And his love for rainbow spirits Jealous of their faithful
: Black poppy sleeps a dreamless night In summer shade of moony light Hazy veils of clouds loom low The warm kittens close to the earth Underground bodies
: To all the boys and girls outside You know I didn't cry But you saw me anyway In the back of the creek one day And if you're trying to get a ride On
: In a dream I was a werewolf My soul was filled with crystal light Lavender ribbons of rain sang Ridding my heart of mortal fight Broken sundown
: Now that I'm alone I feel the lonely brokenness Of all the wicked avenues I've ever sold my love on All these moments of meekness and trembling subsided
: "I got a hopscotch tear drop ready to drop" If the sun decides to rise Without its colors in your eyes It matters not a heart of mine Prefers the
: Antony : Those, those beautiful boys Those, those beautiful boys Cocorosie : Born illegitimately To a whore, most likely He became an orphan Oh what
