A shadow covers me I see a distant star in the cold sky For a single moment, time stands still and becomes an eternity of lost dreams I'm looking at that
A shadow covers me I see a distant star in the cold sky For a single moment, time stands still and becomes an eternity of lost dreams I'm looking at
a picture of yesterday, so You're painting your heart with your blood You can't say "No" Only turning the wheel of time with a rope around your neck You build a
their loving reflections of me After a while, you touch me and then I feel like a flower that longs for a shower again And then lost in a kiss, I could
Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced Oh ya? Sounds a bit gay She handed me a broken memory A keepsake to forever more save That a brief taste
watch tv) then we reminisced about how we first reminisced (oh yeah? sounds a bit gay) she handed me a broken memory a keepsake to forever most say? a
die in my throat and there is nothing I can do From a child to a monster, and now a child among monsters Your life is a mockery twisted in the wind Is
for themselves Staring into the darkness... They know what awaits them there It is victory, or death The calm Baltic Sea reflects the first morning sunbeams A
you're painting your heart with your blood you can't say "No" only turning the wheel of time with a rope around your neck you build a wall of mortality and take a
nothing more than to rise so high and then to fall some songs are prayers and this one prays "it is better to live free for a moment than a slave for a
like a given Something a woman's born to do A natural ambition To see a reflection of me and you And I'd feel so guilty If that was a gift I couldn'
friend begins There's a need to be separate and a need to be one And a struggle neither wins Where you gave me the world I was in And a place I could
Illusions projected On walls made of tiffany Mad men you adds to A sad satin song A harlequin mandolins Harmonize helplessly Hoping that endlessly Won't last for
for your bullshit or playin' A'salaam a something' or another "Wait isn't Juanita your mother?" "I told you I know you, now grant me a moment" At the
As a musician, as a friend, as a teacher, as a student To grow and realize everything is in constant movement Each problem that we face is just a part
TV Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced Oh yeah? Sounds a bit gay She handed me a broken memory A keepsake to forever-more save That a brief
Nothing More Than To Rise So High And Then To Fall Some Songs Are Prayers And This One Prays "It Is Better To Live Free For A Moment Than A Slave For A
