Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague I hesitate to label it a memory There was a show of local color and I failed to stray 'Cause I had nothin'
I see them all smiling Those all around me They tend to my wounds And alert my senses It would be nice I'm not here I'm dreaming Holding on Time has
Voodoo warning Is calling Down in limbo Moonlight lush life Bears strange fruit Down in limbo Come with me now A moth to a flame You never get near
Ooh I'm going out Yes, I'm going out to the night I will wear you out It's for my soul I'm going out Yes, I'm going out to the night I will wear you
[Music: GroM / Aphazel - Lyrics : Deadly Kristin] walking by the side of my old tired horse after months of blood red battles finally on my way back
Music by geddy lee and alex lifeson Instrumental
Well you know it's been awhile I keep letting go of things and people too Getting closer to the where But how and when I just don't know till I get
Thunder and lightning are ready to drop I'm here, waiting for the whole thing to stop And wash away this stagnant skin on me On the eve of my release
Pack the truck under the moon Jesus Christ, my lips are red You ask a lot of the moon When you ask me to forget I never asked you to pay my rent Jesus
I don't mind, I don't mind I don't mind, I don't mind I am a freeloader, I am a freeloader I don't mind, I don't mind I don't mind, I don't mind I am
Fell out of the sky, I fell out of the sky I check the time while you wait for your clothes to dry I cut lemons and lemons and limes One sour finger,
Nice limbo you have here Nice limbo you have here Nice feel you have on Baby, go back to your womb Baby, go back to your womb You grow the apples around
Sun bakes the window, makes the sheets hot and wet At night they're cold and blue Why do I like you 'cause I do Why do I like you 'cause I'd kill to be
Look at this it don't fit You've put wild into it I'm amazed you've put wild into it What can I give you, what can I give Cool place, I'm amazed You
Well, you just wait We're lost again Great, oh, just great We're lost again Get your mouth out of the gutter Get your butt back to the sand If it gets
I feel fine Want me to drive It was mist That you kissed You can talk a blue streak You can talk till you're blue And we won't feel any finer Than we
Thank you for singing my chains, when I couldn't sleep Thank you for chaining me to the bed, that was sweet Sing me to sleep, sing to me My sad brother
feat. Bintia, Billy, Tone, - als FOURTRESS ! Ihr wart dem Abgrund noch nie so nah und lauft mit groen Schritten auf ihn zu Manche von uns sehn es klar