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Hyacinth bathing
Hogging up all the sun
Free floating in the water
Look at the way it runs
Up through Palatka
No one can stop it now
Hyacinth we

me the universe ain't listening
I went to bed single now I'm kissing
A man that was once a hyacinth
A man that was once a hyacinth

Don't tell me

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           Hyacinth
Music by: Boris Voldeidze
Lyrics by: Manana Siamashvili
Sound Engineer: Aleko

Now we make our own heat, breathe next to me
Oh Hyacinth, I expect nothing in return
With the world as my witness, I present you with these words
Oh

all my red hyacinth falling down to floor
roll the dice on the block 9th avenue 
ooh
push my luck hit the bar drink L pour more
never hope break

dead lips, oh Hyacinth
I swear I tried everything to make it be me
But the wind, it doesn't have sympathy
And I never thought the hands that gave me life

Hyacinths and Sweet Pea
That's what you smell like to me
So fresh and so sweet
That's what you smell like to me

Roses and Tulips
Our two lips that

The young son of the king of Sparta - Hyacinth was so beautiful that he could compare his beauty with the Olympian gods. He was patronized by the god

What are they doing in the Hyacinth house?
What are they doing in the Hyacinth house?
To please the lions in this day

I need a brand new friend

Hyacinth House

The Doors

The Complete Studio Recordings

1999

What are they doing in the Hyacinth house?
What are they doing in the Hyacinth house?
To please the lions in this day

I need a brand new friend

Sage that she was burning
When she sang, she sang the clouds of all things
Hyacinth evening
Rattling the breeze in
We go swimming

Sage that

Hyacinth Blues

Constantines

Constantines

2001

the sores
Rejects at the trough 
Vulture the corpse 

Under suspicion 
The fools got the hyacinth blues 

The cosmetic harem 
Are nursing the newswire

me now?) 
Boom, bathe and come fi di hood 
Hotta than peppermint 
Hyacinth hook up to Sprint 
As she quint inna pussy cocky print 
Liquid buy

the dabbler's sheen
The dabbler's sheen, a quiet glare
As long as I'm here I'm fine

Run my hands through amaranth
Praise the wounds of hyacinth
O Hyacinth

Friday he'd get a haircut and a shave
And then he'd place purple hyacinths on his Mothers grave
Now he's gone and he's left this world behind
But those

What are they doing in the hyacinth house
Sometimes it can be so hard to tell
Pretty beam of love, now you're in starlight
Baby don't be scared
I

atmosphere.
Wicked admonitions are masking among this filthy composition!

One lone purple hyacinth now signifies my consecration,
A nihilistic error breathing

“Crush Box”
Rose tea in my crush box
Bell on chrysanthemum gate
Hyacinth in my teapot
Boy I hate to wait

Birthing in a land without safety
Birthing

afraid you wouldn't see me
I didn't know what to say, afraid you'd never ask
The desperate and the weary, don't have much in common.
Pretty hyacinth boy

deeper
Hide from grim reaper
I'm so alive you know I see and feel
My blood smells like a pink hyacinth
Pour bleach on my lips and turn them white
They will

Deep in the heart of the hyacinth garden
I follow my herd through the pines
From high beams, on breezes
They’re calling to me
Holding their face

Spacing out in the garden
The grow where you lost something
Lavender and grape hyacinth, expensive Egyptian mint
Filling up some hole in your soul

I been

chosen,
To bleed and die for me,

Metaphor, for how I be,

My heart was murdered violently,

You never gave me no closure,

The only son, of Hyacinth,

In

An export from LS7,

And it’s Drizz Drizz,

The son Hyacinth bore,
When she thought,
She couldn’t have kid, kids,

The son,
Tony said to abort,
And dash in