I find it best to be prepared. For the tricks of the light. And the shadows things throw. If you hold them too tight. Oh, time is a train and. It's lost to the bend.
I'm stuck inside this cheap old room. Been telling myself I might phone you. Saying dear friend I'd be coming home. But not right now and it won't be soon.
Make me get down on my knees. Ten different people need that pretty please. Well I think I'll go out and do it myself. Why do it all just for somebody else.
All around me are familiar faces. Worn out places. Worn out faces. Bright and early for their daily races. Going nowhere. Going nowhere. Their tears are filling up their glasses.
How come. This place that i was brought up in. Don't seem to shine. The way that I want it to shine. So tell me. Why the hell I'm brought here. Bring me to be some fool.
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.
(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.
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.
Minteme Como asta ruita lo sigues a siendo Engame As me lo que t quieras Te sigo queriendo Aprovchate que hoy mi dignidad anda asta por los suelos Aprovecha y sigue aseando me llorar Te preguntare luego Porque despus sentirs lo que yo Vivirs en carne propia este dolor.
Como sacarte de mi mente Como sacarte de mi mente Como borrar esos recuerdos que dejaste permanente El viento no me favorece Mi corazn no lo comprende No se quiere resignar Es conveniente no forzarlo ms.
A knock on my door. Woke me this morning. Made by the hand. Of a well-dressed woman. Whod set aside. Part of her morning. To ask me if I know why Im alive.