it strange To watch you run For the shelter of storms For the shelter of storms. Now where are you out in the world Searching for a little grace Searching for
hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I don't got But I learned it's time for me to u-turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned Aint
The time has come Not to be cautious He must be careful not to make mistakes For every half hour In twenty-four And operations rose Faster than they did
Feel the frisson of tomorrow today I could get up but it won't go away Do nothing to impress my friends Just rub my eyes for hours on end Oh england,
, they never go Yo, would you recognize a jewel for what it is when you see it Or would you take it for somethin' else and get to' the fuck up? Men come together for
's runnin' through Runnin' through my veins They tell me nothin' is perfect Then tell me why is it a word Yesterday's news is tomorrow's blues Now they're perfectly blurred
Approaching the time for what it once And accepting tomorrow's ruin Never thought it would come to this This life is one big blur that has taken Me too
fading away The last thing I heard you say Was just a murmur a distant blur Your lips are moving but I hear no words All day Sitting alone in my room Waiting for
, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time for tea and a time for
I'm messed up in my world, reality is blurred I don't know how you feel, That's why I'm messed up in this world I-I-I I'm looking for renewal I-I
the water flows and where our actions blur So angels kiss the brows and lips and pull the strings inside Waiting for the firelight to bring tomorrow
1) When im in my bed Lonliness can turn to sorrow The window pulls my sight To the sky and see tomorrow, all the stars are spinning in my head 2) Saturn
forget how far I've come? I'm done dying for the past I'm done dying for the past Sins all forgiven now Let's call an even ???? Can't you judge me for
, in a word, Every moment now returns. For a while, seen or heard, How each memory softly burns. Facing you who brings me new tomorrows, I thank God for
fuck, you're just my girl to touch Of course it's natural to fall in love But love is for people with hearts Not for the kids just brushing up on their
a path of nowhere So as I think about tomorrow, I hesitate and say "A forty ounce for breakfast will get me through the day" A forty ounce for breakfast
eating fleas Running naked in the breeze Catatonia itch Catalonia stitch Oh, I've been running for miles I start to tingle from my head to my toes Oh, tomorrow
I know that someday as the light Blur on my soul will switch off. You'll never know how much does your Gaze means for me Touch of your hand. The whisper