Sometimes I wish that you were dead. I wasn't right to let you go away. I tried to kill the pain inside. But you were always on my mind. No matter where I go or stay.
Hate, lust, soul, rage. . You're so full of hate. You're so full of lust. You're so full of soul. You're so full of rage. . Spirit of the age. Spirit of the age.
There is too much confusion. Much too much impact of obscene terror. I wonder why I'm still surfing. On this wave of obsession. Is there a reason to stay any longer.
some people seem to have it all. some people always have to crawl. some people pay to be abused. some people end up destitute. some people search their souls for truth.
the gentle taste of orange. a garden of fruit and flowers. is what i embrace. is what i embrace. . in ocean blue eyes. in each one's an island. i'm stranded within your love.
the gentle taste of orange. a garden of fruit and flowers. is what i embrace. is what i embrace. . in ocean blue eyes. in each one's an island. i'm stranded within your love.
Once, we were together. Once we were one. Once we were running, we knew where we came from. We were the music, we heard the call. We were giants after the fall.
Once I was so sure. Once I was so blind. Wonder what you said. If you read my mind. . Angel in a car. Devil on a cross. Scarecrows in the fields. Jesus on the rocks.
Life's a garden. Life is king. Life is all. And everything. . Life is golden. Life is fair. Like a rainbow in your hair. Life's a once fantastic light.
here is the news. from my little hideaway. my sweet ivory tower. i've sent you songs about so many things. mighty moondogs skipping waves. dolphins playing their lives away.
Be my guard just for tonight. That is all I'm asking for. Take me under your wing. I can't make it anymore. . I am so full of fear. May you read a book to me.
I've been searchingI've been searching for so long. Now I'm chasing the shadows away. I've been trying. Yes I tried to find my way. No more crying in the make or break decade.
People buzzing around, they don't know a thing. They just a laugh and the ones in power. Are always pulling the strings. People do what they do, how much can they take.
pretty baby, don't you know, times they are a changin'. every little moment we grow up we lose control. life's a loaded gun with no directions and it keeps you on the run.
these are the days of evil perfection. this is the world of torture and fame. this is the age of most vicious infection. these are the times of terror and pain.
Show me a place that ain't hell. If there's space, give me room to breathe. That is all that I need. For this body can't fail. And if music be the food of love.
all in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide. for both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied. while little hands make vain pretence our wanderings to guide.
Ain't it strange that we destroy what we embrace. And we leave what we seek. It's such a shame. Ain't it strange that we smile when we cry. And no one knows why we are here.