The emotion in a stomach acid is equal to the depth of Alberts eyesAnd all of the equations that were mastered belong to average ordinary lifeYeah I know, it's so NaturalYeah I know, I've been here beforeBut only if I ask youAnd maybe not at allWhen you l.. Read »
A Wooden Horse
When wooden horses were in useI would have built oneAnd left it for youYeah but I wanted to know Yeah I wanted to knowHow much are you?How much are you?How much are you?How much are you?Yeah I wanted to knowYeah I wanted to knowOh bring it in and let us s.. Read »
A Lovely Day Tomorrow
We've been away for so long nowFound out life's coming back somehowOver Bohemia and MoraviaWe came from very far awayAnd while we kept on sailingIn our contaminated paradiseIt'll be a lovely day tomorrowIt'll be a lovely day tomorrowIt'll be a lovely day .. Read »
A Lot Like Vegas
So cash in all your chips tonight baby, cuz were going out of style. we could leave this city, if only for a while. well take this feeling to our graves for every heart that we betrayed. no one can know about this. the only place ill ever call home, is my.. Read »
Away In A Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bedThe little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet headThe stars in the sky look down where he layThe little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay The cattle are lowing, the baby awakesBut little Lord Jesus, no crying he makesI love the Lo.. Read »
At The Center Of The World
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl.She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry.I went and looked her in the eyes and she turned me into sand.This clumsy form that I despise scattered easy in her hand.And it came to rest upon.. Read »
At The Bottom Of Everything
So there is this woman and she was on an airplane, and she's flying to meet her fiancĂ©, sailing high above the largest ocean on planet earth, and she was seated next to this man, who, you know, she had tried to start conversations, and only, really the on.. Read »
Arc Of Time
You can make a planCarve it into stoneLike a feather fallingIt is still unknownUntil the clock speaks upSays it's time to goYou could choose the highOr the lower roadYou might clinch your fistYou might fork your tongueAs you curse or praiseAll the things .. Read »
Another Travelin' Song
Well I'm changing all my stringsI'm gonna write another travelin' songabout all the billion highwaysand the cities at the break of dawnI guess the best that I can do nowis to pretend that I've done nothing wrongand to dream about a trainthat's gonna take .. Read »