Na. (La, la). Na, na. (La, la). Na, na. (La, la, la). . Bow, bow, everybody in the hotel. Bow, bow, everybody in the motel. Don't knock if the door to my suite is closed.
This is not helping me at all. What you are doing here. In the name of God and love. Its the distribution of fear. Pyramids, healing wires, analysts with fame.
You say, "Hold on to the reigns". I say, "Let them go tonight". My brain waves confused between what is and ain't. She cries, "Groundless and free". .
Naked lovers feel the blood beneath their veins. electric nerves communicate. with tiny explosions through our brains. who is this energy that never left or came?.
The way you're bathed in light. Reminds me of that night. God laid me down into your rose garden of trust. And I was swept away. With nothin' left to say.
If I told you he was your brother. We could reminisce then you would go about your day. If I said you ought to give him some of your water. You'd shake your canteen and walk away.
When all that's left to do. Is reflect on what's been done. This is where sadness breaths. The sadness of everyone. . Just like when the guys built the dam at otter creek.
If I told you he was your brother we could reminisce. Then you would go about your day. If I said you ought to give him some of your water. You'd shake your canteen and walk away.
War in me. War overseas. Ain't no difference between. . Blood in me. Blood overseas. Ain't no difference between. . War in me. War overseas. Ain't no difference between.
In the moment I was losing my head. Reading too much. And losing my head. And I was reaching forward. I was already there. Reading too much. And losing my head.