'S ioma' rud tha dhith orm. A dh'fheumainn fhin mu'n deanainn banais. 'S ioma' rud that dhith orm. A dh'fheumainn fhin mu'n posainn. I bhi a bhi u bhi a bhi.
in the mid night we look out towards the broken water. and we learn through convulsion of our imperfections. sitting in the rain on this desolate beach.
Musa venit carmine. dulci modulamine:. pariter cantemus,. ecce virent omnia,. prata, rus et nemus.. . Mane garrit alaudula,. lupilulat cornicula,. iubente natura,.
Miri it is while summer ilast. With fugheles son. Oc nu neheth windes blast. And weder strong. Ei, ei! What this night is long. And ich with wel michel wrong.
Maiden in the mor lay. In the mor lay. Sevenight fulle. Sevenight fulle. Maiden in the mor lay. In the mor lay. Sevenight fulle and a day. . Welle was hire dring.
He, c'mon, oo baby,. It's Max here, let's do it. (Saying Max, ooh, Max, ooh, Max, ooh, Max). So put your hands in the air. . Cause this is a stick up..
Victoria:. Just shoot for the stars if it feels right. And aim for my heart if you feel like it. Take me away and make it OK. Yeah, you really make me wonder bout you.
It's closing time, better head towards home. Please take care, and don't walk alone. They say don't talk to strangers but, we never have met. If it weren't in your reckless nature and, taken my hand.
Sooner or later. I will see you or something. When we talked in the night. To the sound of the broken swing. . In the beginning. Stars I would fancy. And we'd walk in the night.
Mr. John Lee knew about your family. You came when I was lonesome. In the fairest of the spring. But I did not care for your wedding ring. But I did care for Marie.
Sometimes you bring me flowers. A misery, it seems to me. I don't want to live a day without you. Haunting my memory. . Goodbye misery. Letters on the line.
Without a lover. Without a friend. Without a savior. . Without a friend. Without a lover. Without a friend. . Mayflower walked away. Away towards the air.
Mama, I have nothing but cobwebs. And dust in the lock. Blood runs thick in the veins. But I live like a fish in the water again. . She says soft to a fault.
(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias). . Marcus, show no mercy. Save that for your brainwash. My daddy was a thug; momma was a hippie. Now you got me, product of Bayview-HP.
Aut vincere, aut vari.. . Falling down.. Everything around me seems so fake:. Where should I land?. And time, your time,. Was nothing but a lie.. And my life was the plan..
Monkeys kick each others asses,. Laughter is heard around in the distance.. Eating, fucking and something more. Are the things worthy to live.. Monkeys kick each others asses,.
I cant stand the sound.. Of cymbals and brass.. Theres no one around.. Heart braking like glass.. . I still hear your voice.. Its fading away.. Among all this noise..
Cool breeze in sullen field. Soft light in troubled years. Take this caged bird and release her free words. Scent of flowers in urban towers. Clear horizons in smoked stained skies.
While playing Captain Ahab, blacktop whaler,. I met Moby Dick in a tractor trailer.. He drifted across the double yellow line;. I swerved and managed to miss him just in time..
When you peel back the thin layers. Between spectators and players,. The seekers and the soothsayers,. Reality is revealed.. . When you crawl into that gray zone.