Way down South, down a long dusty road There's an old round shackled house that nobody lives in anymore And if you walk down the hall and look You'll
It's cold and cloudy out tonight my friends I know soon the rains will come again If you got the big, big money I've got the time I don't go by your
(You gotta beat the clock, you gotta beat the clock) (You gotta beat the clock, you gotta beat the clock) (You gotta beat the clock, you gotta beat the
When the local population starts to worry about your mood Starts to wonder why the clouds are in your eyes You can tell them that it's the flowers or
Woke up this morning to the sound of an alram clock ringing in my ear. I rubbed my eyes glanced at my clock hit my roommate James in the head with a sock
Jag har dansat med en angel, Jag har gatt igenom eld, Jag har spelat med livet som insats varje kvall, Sa kom och satt dig har bredvid mig, Se mig djupt
Everything I see I haven't seen this way before It's not just you and me Others do agree for sure Everyone I know Is so afraid and quite confused
I had a small friend, who had a fat friend, who had a big friend, who gave birth to many friends, with our flashlights to the sky, we waited for them
Here's the story No time to lose (like the present) Now I've lost my friends Now I've lost friends It's not my party, Never will be Feeling out-of-place
Agua me pide el retono que tuvo empezar amargo va a hacer falta un buen otono tras un verano tan largo. El verde se esta secando y el viento sur
standstill. (linger in this torpor. try to avoid entropy. try to avoid atrophy). status check? stasis. state this: stay this course... the state of the
Da da da da Da da da da We were talking to each other 'til dawn You put your arms around me and you asked me what was wrong I tried to be so serious,
And the moment will come when composure returns Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air
In the boardroom the quiet man Takes a second to think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years
Candles and tambourines shine in the dusk Monkeys and Spoonful float through the musk Why when you come here does the rainbow turn black? Spitting and
Clock strikes ten, it's a Saturday night Money in my pocket and it feels all right Not stayin' home, gonna stay out late Gotta hear some rockin' music
Solo y sin perder el tiempo disfrutando del silencio, ladridos de fondo con ecos lejanos, descubren mi soledad encarnada. En el crepusculo del
Sin poderme comparar haciendo uso de derecho, entre antiguos muros intento hacerme ver. Tres finos cristales que unidos hacen uno, y separan