Europe?s always been real good to me she's always been forthwith with girls with pretty feet I spent four years in Tuscany a month in Bonn and twelve
Hey Maria, I've been thinking, been thinking bout moving.... far away cross the sea, maybe, somewhere cold and magnificent hey Maria, I'm losing bits
I think I love you but to say so would bore you ?cos we?ve only just met and I?d look dumb. So I?m gonna try clever and dress it up in leather, you know
Who has more beauty, finch or black jackdaw? Who is more precious, fleece or red tiger claw? Does joy or sorrow lie closer to god? Do angels and devils
Here lies Ozymandias Once a king now sand and dust And so you see we all must go, the prince and pauper both, Death will take us each aside, will you
Wash your face Rosanna Tonight we?ll go out on this town Give them dogs a bone and put them down Shine your shoes Rosanna Tonight we?re walking on those
(Liver on fire, singing kum-bye-ah) I?m missing you, swimming nude I?m frozen through, Portmarnock beach boy blue Pretty drunk, I?m pretty young Pretty
Philosophia When we?re young we set our hearts upon some beautiful idea Maybe something from a holy book or French philosophia Upon the thoughts of
gold but I'm unable to share it with others They call me a poet who'll never have a poem a tiger with no taste for bone I'm the wonderful, wonderful wizard of waltzing alone
When the world is wide, wicked and wild and watching my every move I gather thoughts of you and that's what lovers do. You've said before when every
It?s not that I fear the fall or crushing my bones I fear the desire to heed the call of that unknown You see the higher I climb the more I present myself
I played a storm last night I played with all my might Where were you, where were you? To great applause I took a bow, Then I stood and searched the
