Lyrics:
Roomful of Shadows - I believe it is common for dreams at the end of the night to be vivid and to remain in our heads as we come back to conscious
Today is a lovely day to run
Start up the car with the sun
Packing blankets and dirty sheets
A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up
All
are handfuls right
And always want a spoonful
Niggas want a roomful of
Real niggas everywhere
And a bad queen to stand by his chair
Serve you right, I
morning
To the sound of a woman-a woman crying
Crying for a roomful, a roomful of dreams,
Dreams dying.
You don't have to tell the truth
Just as long
The truth is only ugly in a roomful of lies
“Hello" is silhouetted by too many goodbyes.
The manner of your entry casts a shadow that moves
So fast,
another layman
Lying there dying young
Yes, he dreamed about an angel
And he thought about a gun
The experts, they file in by the roomful
Watching
Give it to me now!
I want a party with roomfuls of laughter
Ten thousand ton of ice cream
And if I don't get the things I am after
I'm going
In a roomful of friends sleeping oh
I dream of ten rainbows around me
The whole sky bends with the bounty
Oh isn't our love just like
hand went up
Baby now you got a roomful of honest opinions
You can take it or leave it"
He leaves it either betrayed or bemused
It's always difficult
the morning, in the evening,
Any time at all.
An earful of music
And an armful of you,
A soulful of rhythm,
Who could ever be blue?
A roomful of dancers
With
lawns
He gave her his darkness to regret
And good reason to quit him
He gave her a roomful of Chippendale
That nobody sits in
Still she stays with
He gave her his darkness to regret
And good reason to quit him
He gave her a roomful of Chippendale
That nobody sits in
Still she stays with a love
That I can understand
Now I'm left with all of this
A roomful of your trash
boils over
And there's nothing there
But a roomful of smoke and a lot of hot air
This moody bastard remembers
You were some kind of friend even then
Once
sins
Just one look in your eyes
Before I go so I'll know
Somebody loves me
All the wise men, all the years
Looking for the answer in a roomful
And hang on
Now you've changed
You've jumbled the pieces you've changed
You're better off before you talk
To a roomful of strangers
Here come
the magic wand
And hang on
Now you've changed
And jumbled the pieces you've changed
You're better before you talked
To a roomful of strangers
Here
Among the headstones you played as boys
Crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys
Just up the river from the smoke and the noise
Gethsemane
with roomfuls of laughter
Ten thousand tons of ice cream
And if I don't get the things I am after
I'm going to scream
I want the works
I want
Among the headstones you played as boys
Crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys
Just up the river from the smoke and the noise
Gethsemane
You wanted to draw a picture
But your relationship could never hold a pose
You're left with a roomful of sketches
That only hint at the love you
Roomful of silence.
Can’t feel my arms.
So distant from violence.
Fuzzy and far.
I took off my headphones
To hear all the music.
Blanket green
the church is full, she said lets take a look but my shirt is wool
And I'm feeling warm, ima stay at home, maybe drink a spoon or roomful, yea
I was fourteen
a boy
In a roomful of toys
When he tired of one
There were more to enjoy
But now, as a man
Cultivating by hand
He could flee too hastily
When his
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