Lyrics:
see
The dimming light from high above
Vanquished by their higher coward
How can you glorify and praise
One so weak, imperfect and insane
of a strong MC?
Let's take MC such-and-such
want to freestyle but he doin too much
Here's another blunt, take another puff
Keep on smokin till you high enough
Danny keeps beats in a box by the door.
She's a diligent girl but she's been here before.
It reminds her of riding a bike.
Hey hey hey!
The moon hung high, in the canopy of sky.
Home, Caroline, home.
The coastline neared, and the deckhands cheered.
Home, Caroline, home.
The mast
(In the diary, Walter and Asja walk by a Siberian fur suit in a store window. Asja wants it, and Walter can't afford it.)
W: Well, 250 rubles
the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
Sandy, the aurora is risin'
him
You can hang him high
Why just make them sweat
When you can watch them die
If you'd have faced the world
You could have had it all
Now your
'twixt love and duty
S'posin' I lose my fair-haired beauty
Look at that big hand move along
Nearin' high noon
He made a vow while in state prison
I wander out yonder o'er the hills
Where the mountains high
Seem to kiss the sky
Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills
Waiting patiently, Waiting
killed each year by those who think that, after a few drinks, they're sober enough to drive the few short miles to home. this particular individual was one
In October thirty-six they took a trip,
The men who made the ships,
Searching for some kind of salvation.
With heads held high, and dignified,
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that
Speeding down the motorway
Let slow life pass us by
Another mile, another day
Get some action in our lives
We're on our way
Living for today
changes
So I fight till I get my way
I got friends in high places
And I long to be with them someday
A strong willed sole survivor
That's what I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
As you stare, nigga you gonna come to term with what you see
A primitive example of the shit you want to be
And I ain't gonna be
Persuaded, by blue
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
I'm this thick black curtain that you see
Invitations all went out with ease
Ninety-two chances for connection die
Replaced by pitch black
love will never die, yeah
Let's go
Oh won't you dream with me
I can take you high
Want you by my side, yeah
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that
face high rise
It didn't want to lose it on that miracle mile
But we played at CBGB on a 4th of July 3 a.m.
Sound man wanted to kill us then
He was
things you do
I miss your sweetness and your sadness too
I miss your every mood
When our flame of love was burning high
We vowed our love would never
of the house, never even boarded a train
I married a guy, was livin' high
I didn't want him to know her
She had a grandson, two years old
I never even showed her
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that
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