Lyrics:
So the ghosts of LA
Well they stole you away
For a piece of your mind
And your fairweather friends
Making fairweather plans
On a fairweather night
away
Her happiness faded away with the night
Away with the dawn as the sea faring galleon
The fish and the heron
Walking stiffly, the stalker oblivion
too many mornings we've been lazing
And one too many
Nights of foolin' round babe not caring
And not knowing how we're faring
We're living side by
I go for women tequilla looks
That kind the covers of mystery books
Sweet talking honey's fast faring cars
Pushing the jewelry and looking like stars
(Chorus)
When the stars are staring out of a cloudless sky, then would I be 'faring out where the gray gulls cry
(Chorus, twice)
Heathen heart
Pagan pride
Faring far
Sword by side
Tribal times
Northern nights
Hidden high
Runic rites I was told:
Hold the heathen hammer high
The shepherd with his pipe and sheep he drove
big cloud tumbling high
The amazing flying sky
How the gulls are pillaging the town
fan faring daffodilly
Upright no matter how he's faring
No matter what kind of shoes he's wearing
The shoes he's wearing
They don't make the man
So many people out running
On great, lone hills, where tempests brood and gather,
Primeval Earth, against primeval sky,
We, faring forth, possessed by fervent longing,
Have
Here in the sea
(Oohs)
Look and see how I’m faring in the ocean
Far away from what I’d call home
There I be deep down in the commotion
Weavin’
His name is Mister Snow,
And an up-standed man is he.
He comes home every night in his round-bottomed boat,
With a net full of herring from
With our nets and gear we're faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
Its there that we hunt and we earn our bread
As we hunted for
Only if for a night
Night, night, for a night, for a
Night, night, for a night, for a
Night, night, for a night, for a
Night, night, for
Sailing to world’s end
To meet our crown or doom
The time of slaughter moon
The season of the mist
We’re faring in the dark
Sinking into cold night
Into
Trying to forget you
I hope you're faring jus fine
Through the Seattle weather
And you sleep through the night
And the mornings get better
I wish you I
ever get to you
I know you are faring better, faring better
But I know you are holding onto
Holding onto this
Ooh
La, la da da da da
La da da da da
Ah,
the next night will come.
Each year I grow older
The easier it is to say “I love you”
To a random strangers
I’m falling apart faster I conclude.
I
her
Well she's so graceful, oh my castle faring gal
What if we let the past
Just pass us away
And we can't get it back
Oh we're wasting our days in
anchors aweigh
Faring the cold for fortunes untold
High adventures await
Then on the horizon
A terror on high
A monster is rising
With death in its eyes
in hand
And the ways of the way faring stranger
Gonna lead you to the promise land
Now the head of the angels of North Carolina
Came and spoke to me
Faring well, I fly tonight
In our short skirts, we were kings
Years go by and now we're dead
In our humble coats
No use for their stingy hearts
the night
In your eyes I see the day
In your eyes I see the stars
The dawn of a thousand ways
In your eyes I see you there
Fan-faring from the stands
And it
The table's all wiped clean of the day's madness
The children put to bed without a sound
And it's nights like these when left to my own musings
That
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