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So young and beautiful in her old used car. And she's had a bellyful of the way things are. Trying to make ends meet. Been down to her last dollar. Running from the heat of a temper like lava.
I wipe the dust from my shoulders, the dust from velvet. sands. In dreamland of non-divine, free of all space and time.. I watch across the fields, the fields of forever..
When the city comes alive,. When the debonaire are like fire-flies,. See the social satire lives,. See them dance on their beauty at the wheel,. Wonder how it feels,.
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I will stand upon my watch. Set me upon a tower. I will watch to see what the Lord will say unto me. He said write the vision,. Make it plain upon the tables.
Found out that someone has broken his arms,. Fell down and tore up the strings on his harp. When he fell from Venus to us,. . He landed in our reprobate arms and he's deceiving,.
A place in fear, a scene in pain, lasting chaos. in the dust. The battle is on and warfares cruel, tornados of bullets, the next attack. nothings left from days of commands, metal strikes the pigs abolition.
You thought it was a good thing. Were you fooled again?. Is it me who did the foolin'?. Tell me where and when. Where and when now, little girl, little girl.
Promised cures for everyman. Snake oil and circuses. You can get to Heaven, yes you can. So judge the books by their surfaces. . And someone's taking care of business.
Trop doux rveil. Demi sommeil. La caresse des draps. Me rappelle tes mains sur moi. Toute cette lumire sur mes paupires. Me rappelle tes yeux. Plus bleus que ce ciel trop bleu.
Ce lyric est ne conscient, explicite en meme temps. De notre temps autant en emporte le vent. Apres mon souffle, je prendrai mon temps. Tranquillement, noir sur blanc, sans faux semblant.
VENTEVEO (Marie Claire D'Ubaldo). "Venteveo is a word that inspires me in many ways. It is the name of a. south american bird whose song is very unusual and original. This is a.
I melt at the sink. like a priest or a prince.. Maybe I'm to be a King. and they're awaiting in Westminster.. And the walls are paper thin,. hear the neighbours arguing..