Calling all angels,. Calling the watchmen angels on the walls. To come and sing with us. [x4]. . Hallelujah. Hallelujah. . Calling all angels,. Calling the watchmen angels on the walls.
When I was an infant in my mothers arms. I would watch the starlight in her face. 'Cause I was reaching out to understand the cosmic charm. I am just a starchild born in space..
Spoken:. Well, I've got one memory thats always been with me.. My dad would get up to go surf about 4: 30 or 5: 00 and sometimes. I would hear him and go out in the living room and he'd be getting is board up,.
As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains. I met Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'. I first produced my pistol and then produced my RAPIER.
Breaks away the chains that bind me. Gives me sympathy. Keeps me running on the high road. Keeps me living free. Never tries to steal my thunder. Helps me through the night.
"Her blackness is fine, the blackness of her skin the blackness of her mind". Her beauty cannot be measured with standards of a colonized mind. Darker than blue darker than her blackness.
I said why?, did ya ever even try?. infiltrate but never find. Just falling slowly. You left me so damn lonely. . Try. stepping back to when we rhymed.
the sun looked hot. and the grass looked green. and her face looked pale. under my rainbow machine. so i took a bite from the honey tree. and the stars turned angry as they looked down at me.
Yeah, Gonna make it better. Ooh yeah. Yeah, Gonna make it right. Here it is. There's no way to make it better. Get's you down. It's pressure (pressure).
Hey, time won't wait for you. Keeps on ticking away. Burning up every day. . Ooh, time won't wait for you. Keeps on ticking away. Burning up every day.
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Sunny. Yesterday my life was filled with rain. Sunny. You smiled at me and really eased the pain. Now the dark days are gone and the bright days are here.
I've never seen the sky so angry. Starchild. You've got to do somthing about these. Mind crimes. The shuffling feet and sad expressions. They don't go, they don't go.
The pebbles you've arranged, in the sand they're strange. They speak to me like constellations as we lie here. There's a magic I can't hold, your smile of honey gold.
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The pebbles you've arranged, in the sand they're strange. They speak to me like constellations as we lie here. There's a magic I can't hold, your smile of honey gold.
Dust off that dusty photograph. And think of how we laughed. Roll up those shutters to your shop. 'Cause now this circus got to stop. . Flick through those dog eared magazines.
Love blind and you're on my mind. Even when I'm walking the dog. I'm carefree like this melody. Hope this doesn't take us too long. . Baby, turn me on.
How many times. Can a man watch the sun rise. Over his head without feeling free?. . How many words. Will fail me in my negligence. To arrest, oh yes, this crazy part of me?.
Uh huh. Yeah yeah [x4]. . Future might be fuzzy, but it's bright. Uh huh. Yeah yeah. Future might be fuzzy, but it's bright. Uh huh. Yeah yeah. Future might be fuzzy, but it's bright.