: Well I?ve been here before I?ve sat on the floor In a grey grey room Where I stay in all day I don?t eat, but I play With this grey grey food Desole
: There was light and atomic fission Swelling wind Rising ash Tide of Black Rain Cement seared shadow traces Reminiscent of their last commands
: There was light and atomic fission swelling wind rising ash tide of black rain cement seared shawdow traces reminiscent of their last commands
: there was light and atomic fission swelling wind and rising ash tide of black rain cement seared shadow traces reminiscent of their last commands
And the night follows you Don't let the moonlight burn you [chorus] Please stay-don't let it burn away And if you sty-let it turn us grey As the night
: I'll lay me down tonight Much further down Swim in the calm tonight This art does drown (What follows) me as the whitest lace of light (Will swallow
: 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
the stubble on his face It hurt me when When we fell onto each other's faces Dawn retraces heart ached patterns across grey oceans Windows brighten up
: 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
: "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
: The world rose in the night And prayed People kissed, kissed and hugged one last time Saying what have we done for two thousand years The end it has
: In her mourning In her grave Don't you miss the way That she brushed her heavy hair Oh la la la la la Acid burned face clowny tear smile She's the
