And under the boughs unbowed All holding a snowy shroud She had no heart, so hardened All under the boughs unbowed Each feather, it fell from skin 'Til
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We would go driving in the sun Into a world where we were one We'd close our eyes and we'd become As free as the sun and moon that shone And even when
I dream for you, to be for you But all the time your window is closed I see you through the glass A reflection of myself maybe falls Between us when
There are feelings you know That sometimes I can't show It's too painful you know 'Cause it does hurt me so Other times it all flows Can't control where
Touch me I'm here with you And though I ache and though I want of you Make my mind and body burn Yeah, I married you Tonight I dreamed of you And dreamed
She dont like the Toasters or the Skeletones She'd rather pound some beers And listen to the Ramones Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie
Todos los ninos estan jugando en la calle apurate nino que esta haciendo mucho calor cuando baja el sol alli viene el viejo corre o tu mama te va a
Everything goes swell, this is a happy town. I hear the church bells ringing louder. Shopping malls are fun for me and everyone. The air is oh so clear
Front and center ten percent pulled apart Vilified tolerate but only to patronize Hang a noose like a crucifix dangles high Leg breaking for your sheep
When we arrive, sons and daughters We We We These currents pull us Steady your boats, arms to shoulder Making this cold harbor now home Take up your
You belong to the gang and you say you can't break away But I'm here with my hands on my heart And our families can't agree, I'm your brother's sworn
Ramblin', where to begin I taste the summer on your peppery skin Been saved the warmer the waves I felt a slip into a watery grave My girl, linen and
There's an island hidden in the sound Lapping currents lay your boat to ground Affix your barb and bayonet, the curlews carve their Arabesques And sorrow
She stood to fly away And all the stars crashing 'round As I laid eyes on what I'd found My crane wife, my crane wife My crane wife, my crane wife My crane
The Shankill Butchers ride tonight You better shut your windows tight They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives And taking all their whiskey
