Sail to me,set me free from this curse that ails me Is my face familiar? Does my voice hypnotize? Let my words confuse you as the tide pulls you in Come
the .38, breathin heavy, beneath a window pane Sideways from cop cars {*cop sirens*}, echoes through his ears And the rain blended with his tears, heart
telephone been ringing while you're dancing in the rain Wild boys wonder where is glory where is all you angels Now the figureheads have fell And lovers war with
running aground for a first time Must now award the siren's song with drowning praise - Drifting along vast waters of time, a falling night... Night fell fast and with
telephone been ringing wile you're dancing in the rain Wild boys wonder where is glory, where is all you angels? Now the figureheads have fell And lovers war with
The year is two thousand and eighty And hardly a highway remains Gone are the days of the diesel And songs about wrecks in the rain The Macs and MacLeans
delighted with a new understanding Something about a little evil that makes that Unmistakable noise I was hearing Unmistakable sound that I know so well Spent and sighing with
deserted wasteness in the sand. But where it fell a flower bloomed she smiled at me - we were alone. But as the spring to summer fell of april's healing, blessing rain
rains it pours, when it rains it pours on me When it rains it pours, and there's a storm moving in on me When it rains it pours, raining down on only me When it rains
on your own: "Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone." So you can get on with your search,baby, and I can get on with mine And
telephone been ringing While you're dancing in the rain Wild boys wonder where is glory Where is all you angels Now the figureheads have fell And lovers war with
I miss your hair Careless nature gentle stare You fell like rain in the dark abysses Kissed the lips of bloody twinsis Sung to you a slew of sirens
the window But there's nothing new Only darkness stares at you I would die to see the rain below the rainbow Just like others do We crown the skies with
The year is two thousand and eighty And hardly a highway remains. Gone are the days of the diesel And songs about wrecks in the rain. The Macs and MacLeans
shuddered, not with fear, but with an awful and night-cold anticipation. [The Emperor Koord:] General Vane, we begin the final siege of this campaign with
been ringing wile you're dancing in the rain wild boys wonder where is glory where is all you angels now the figureheads have fell and lovers war with
telephone been ringing while You're dancing in the rain Wild boys wonder where is glory Where is all you angels Now the figureheads have fell And lovers war with
wo hayaku arainagashite RAIN Ah, you can make me whatever you want, because of the lie in you hand. ?Escape with me? with the knife in the pocket. I
