Step on the stage, the lights, the praise The curtain calls and the big parade You know that life all too well The promise, the pain, the valor, the
You will wait in the widows peak And while you watch the ships come in I will take the early train And I will take the back streets Down to New Orleans
Taste, I love the taste I need its warm rush Rush, I need the rush To pulse through my veins And I'll love you tonight Oh, I'll love you tonight And
Go ahead, go ahead And smash it on the floor Take whatever's left And take it with you out the door See if I cry See if I shed a single sorry tear I
Go ahead Go ahead and smash it on the floor Take whatever's left And take it with you out the door See if I cry See if I shed a single sorry tear Can
Like any other day, I heard the bell and grabbed my coat. I snatched a coffee, nearly choked and semi-cartwheeled headfirst in the rain. I knew I had
We can't separate. We cannot cut the cord. We can't deny to relate. More ignorance we can't afford. We cannot quiet the Truth. We can't quiet the Undertone
We painted a beautiful scene with brown eyes and emerald green The balck of the night and the silver moonlight on you and me But the tears that we're
You never told me twice And I can't trust anything Let's not have the past remain For it's happened too many times And all this - Is mine So take back
Sitting in the glare of the neon smoke Always mistaken for the light of hope Mourning in a lonely woman's eyes She's fallen one more time Feeling the
Blood on the crying engraved name Hot like my memories Black stone down in my pain Dev in eyes of my tears Blood on flowers of deads Lost shades are
I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee I miss the river Shannon and the folks at
Tarer faller som tungt hostregn, i et kaldt desemberlandskap. Tarer for min stolthet og min verdighet. Pa min ferd inn i ensomheten, inn i skogens morke
Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command. Fading
Gods of ancient twilight, glance the golden past, let me enter your hidden gate, let me know I am the last. Rise nocturnal spirits, eternal gods of the
hearts of steel, minds filled with dignity, Once they sailed across the open sea, their eyes glowed with death-joy, and glory. Brave men of endless strength
She doesn't smile like me She doesn't make you wak And she'll never know How to make you laugh But she won't make you cry She'll never break your heart
We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick But the crowd called out for more The room was humming