All About Eve - Wishing the hours away
Tekst :
Dazed in the twilightI see the mayfly fly
Clustering ‘round streetlamps of a small town
Rush around, around
Flicker to the ground like snow...
Or the embers of a drowsy fire in cinders
Ephemeral, perpetual...
And frail, pale,
Written in water, fading
As the clothes we wore drift to the shore
In waves....
In choirs, in spires.
White dressed... moon blessed...
Milk... breast... flower...
Wishing the hours away...
Time, still fleeting
Transcending, neverending
Still meeting here with eternity
Still hand in hand
Washed clean of sand, like shells...
Then time flies by
And moments die in thousands
Enshrouded, clouded
White dressed... moon blessed
Milk... breast... flower
Wishing the hours away
Soft-fleshed... dark nest...
Miles away.....
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Grunge Betty
Hey! Hey, well I rise today
I can t seem to find what I want you for
I open my eyes and I wake on the floor
You open the door, awake on the floor
Can t seem to find what I want you for
Cause lately, Baby, Oh yeah...
I can t seem to find what I want you for
I open my eyes and I wake on the floor
You open the door, awake on the floor
Can t seem to find what I want you for
Cause lately, Baby, Oh yeah...
Cigarette
Say you ll meet me after school
Lucky me you re pretty cool
Badly want someone to want me
Take me home so you can flaunt me
Who this boyfriend number 10
Daddy crows from in his den
Roughly push me to your bed
Pants are taken lights are dead
Think you re perfect irresistible
Queen of hedonistic principles
Wondrous...
Lucky me you re pretty cool
Badly want someone to want me
Take me home so you can flaunt me
Who this boyfriend number 10
Daddy crows from in his den
Roughly push me to your bed
Pants are taken lights are dead
Think you re perfect irresistible
Queen of hedonistic principles
Wondrous...
Mine
It doesn’t hurt me when you pull my
strings... My purse, my heart, guitar
and everything. These demands are slowly
turning me into something of a tragedy /
charity.
My house is your house, my life is
mine. My car is your car but...
strings... My purse, my heart, guitar
and everything. These demands are slowly
turning me into something of a tragedy /
charity.
My house is your house, my life is
mine. My car is your car but...
Pitiful
As I recall with my stomach turning
I was hiding away from myself - away from you
Like nothing though something was terribly wrong
And I admit that I was only waiting for the right time (right time)
The right moment for you to look away...
I was hiding away from myself - away from you
Like nothing though something was terribly wrong
And I admit that I was only waiting for the right time (right time)
The right moment for you to look away...
Stop sign
Stop!
She was banging
But lovin was cold
Keep it up, it s going
To be a love tko
Trying to find my direction
Instead of feeling the love
You break it all down into section
[bridge]
Cos i want you baby
And i need you lady
She was banging
But lovin was cold
Keep it up, it s going
To be a love tko
Trying to find my direction
Instead of feeling the love
You break it all down into section
[bridge]
Cos i want you baby
And i need you lady