The road is pulling me into her open where. And for a moment I escape and I forget. The silhouettes behind the dust clouds call me friend. But even fools know here theyre far a few between. She ha
No, never again will your walls. Be left abandoned by these hands. No, never again will I scale. The sleeping tower where your heart lays. Now, here we are my dear, this is where. You're walking
Turning the ground. I once used to know. People are strangers. Same as before. Streets look familiar. I remember the part. Where I buried my head. So deep in my hands This here city. Has fall
Way down in a not-so-distant place. Your ghost is lingering still frames remembering the way we were. Way down see reflections in the well. A distant haunting bell resounding every time I touch you
A pretty picture paints a thousand words. I'll look at yours today. It's been a while, the dust has long set in. You still look the same So, where do we go from here?. Where do we go from here?.
Female reporter. Another night of rioting in England as police clash with youths in several. Cities. Male interviewer. You went to the stores that you had applied for a job at?. Male interviewee.
Ooh baby 2x. Bereaved lady. Ooh baby Ooh baby 2x. He carved you like a stone. Then left your side. Stop 2x Ooh baby. Slow steady. Heaven's waiting. For you baby Ooh baby 2x. He took your soul
I dont wanna be the only one round here. Everything Im sayings falling on deaf ear. Come to get you if you make another sound. Make you an example since youre crawling home. Anyone who listens gon
All my, all my friends. When can I see you all again?. Built our castles made of sand. They may fall but memories remain. Dont let this end. Dreamin of way back when In and out your door. We wer
A little shade will grow into a tree. Leaving us in wonder as it sleeps. Who on Earth can fathom, who on Earth can know?. You are but a thought in your maker's eyes. And I may not always believe.
At night. When it's quiet. And the waves come rolling in. The merchant ships light. Paints the dark. As we sing hymns To one who is great. Whom by words cannot be seen. When all left is love.
