The Creep

I wish I had been that creep that you. wanted me to be. I wish I would've cheated and lied. If only I had been that creep that you. wanted me to be. You'd still be here by my side.

Tout Bleu !

Comme un papillon de nuit, aveugl par la lumire,. Comme le papillon qui fuit, je trouve plus que la marche arrire.. Effiloch, dcousu, je m'teins tout doucement....

Tels Quels

Tel un chien putrfi. Cherchant l'pave d'un repas plus clinquant. Tel un chiant grenadier. Cherchant l'pave d'un combat plus sanglant. Telle une prostitue.

This Is Who I Am

So many things I've tried in my life. Been so many places. You could say I know some faces well. And so many times I've cried in the dark. . With a broken promise tearing me apart.

Take My Hand

I need love to life me up. I need time to tell me what to do. And it's been a long ride. And I can't make it through, oh, oh. . All I want and all I need.

Totally Natural

To Russia My Homeland

The Lost City Of Refuge

With history, your bluest grace. Falls apart, cascading down. Speak to me of beautiful hate. Of island chains swept with the tide. Tragedy ripening on.

The Day The Air Turned Blue

The Jamestown Story

I've been waiting and patiently praying, for this moment all my life. And I never, thought I'd ever, feel so glad to be alive.... I've spent so many years dreaming of this, I'm long overdue.

Two Is One

Living alone. Is not the way for me. Words on the phone. They fade and die as I put it down. Feel like a stone. Emotionless, hard and cold. All on my own.

This Fragile Surface

I open up my eye and I, I open as my eye. I stare and let it read my mind, eye open as am I. Scanning through that tangled maze I lose myself again. Who am I whose eye defines the thoughts run through my head.

The Words Unspoken

There's a million things I'd like to say. But you turn your back, refuse to hear. So, I keep it inside and watch you walk away. But, the vision and the words, will not disappear.

Time Machine

Picture this a frame upon a wall. Empty and vacant nothing there at all. Step through this door to the gates of dawn. Back to the past before mankind was born.

Take It Too Far

Tryin' to keep straight but you left it too late. The drink is beating you hands down. You once made a wish that before you got old. You'd be six feet under ground.

Trampoline

She calls as she wakes up. in a motel. somewhere someplace. I don't know. She sighs, she moans. about the changing colours. in her mind. Like falling in a picture.

This Time

Sunday morning, you wake up. This might be the perfect day. You turn to me and whisper. And I agree to what you say. . In every little move we make. In every single way we come together.

This Ain't My Crowd

Down at the chambers she waves at the waiter. while talking about a play that she read.. She is painting her words like some old Russian poet. forgotten of course, but ahead..

The Pretty Ones

What a pretty thing to say?. What a pretty thought to think?. When the nights is closin' in. We star together. . And it's a never-ending show. It's the everlasting dream.

The Greatest Day

Caught the mystic in your eyes. Black as ink and dark as night. You run your fingers through my hair. But our eyes speak what my mouth won't dare to say.