On the way to grey. I could hardly wait. To see you again. To feel your hands. . Covering me. 'Til the storm is done. What seemed to be the end. Was not the end at all.
Throbbing Gristle. 20 Jazz Funk Greats. What A Day. What a day. What a day. What a dull day. What a day. What a day. What a dull day. All day all day.
I am one of the injured. A tear blurs flesh. Dissolving. Like an injured dog. Like wasted limbs. Get smaller. Pain is the stimulus of pain. But then of course nothing is cured.
Still walking. Share of thee water. In it's element. Like all of us. Like a book. Spell of semen. Wall of silence. Or too?. This end. Or all of us. He said.
I'm hot on the heels of love. . Waiting for help from above. . Related. . 11 Delicious Misheard Lyrics About Food. . Björk Returns With Hallucinogenic New Video For 'The Gate'.
Persuasion. You gotta get some. Persuasion. You gotta get some. Look at me I touch your breast. Look at me I touch your knees. And I persuade you. Like always I persuade you.
There's never a way, there's never a day. To convince people. You can play their game, you can say their name. But won't convince people. . There's several ways, and there's several ways.
Legs of a God head of a man. Eyes on the camera, shaking everyone's hands. Vultures circle and smack their lips. The sky goes black as the lightening rips.
When you're down. And the worse just gets the better of you. I'll come nothing above you, my love. . 'Cause I'm on a ride. And you got me caught up in this landslide.
Theres an angel in my kitchenette. Smokes my brand of cigarettes. So were compatible. . And she cant live without her radio. She likes to sleep with it turned on.