Lyrics:
Is it right my love, is it right?
It's a question with no reply
I am sure of longing to be on the open sea
To feel the comfort of the mist upon my
this fight!
(We will win this fight)
Chasing a nightmare
And got lost in the stream
Cold mist rolls on me
We will win this fight!
(We will win this
tonight? At a million suns? None of them mine. Nowhere up there is a place like this. Not one waterfall, no river mist. I felt dizzy, my chest clenched
am, feeling like a million dollars
No, really like a billion dollars
Curt Schilling how I pitch the powder
In a mist of riders
Still sending kites
thoughts, your voice screams again
Nobody has to build castles when the floor is made by mist
It's okay to blame her memories
All the pain of the earth?
If
hard to leave
It´s hard to breath
It´s hard to be you inside the mist
Tough manners
An erosive sight
Heart made of stone
Don´t know when you gather
the reason for?
"Not me", says the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist
Who came here from Cuba's door
Where boxing ain't allowed no more
"I
on musical harps
And let many quarts be filled
With high spirit without fault or mist
For life and health to toast my lion.
Dashing darling for a while under
thoughts flood the sky
And sand shifts beneath her feet
Leaving me here all alone
If I could be free from this
I'd run from here into the mist
I'd see
break the bank to spend the time
I reminisce of shifting time, to when you was mine
[Bilal]
Years ago, in a mist of hallways and sliding doors
vergat
Nu ben je weg
En ik verloor mijn weg
Als ik jou niet zie en je mist me niet
Waar is mijn veilige plek
Het maakt me gek dat je ineens vertrekt
through the mist
Moments burned in smoky bliss
Paths we took began to twist
Lost ourselves to night's abyss
Lost in the pines we roamed
In the dark we
break the bank to spend the time
I reminisce of shifting time, to when you was mine
[Bilal]
Years ago, in a mist of hallways and sliding doors
high the knife
Trembling skin, sweating body
Dying groan, twisted mind
Psychopath, psychopath
Psychopath, psychopath
Quickly bleeding on the mist
chains and breathe normally again
Out of the mist out of the haze
Into the open fields of grace
You'll find a place to spend the rest of your days
This
schwitzen wie die schweine
kotzen aus den mist, wir geben hier alles. weil wir das so wollen
wem das nicht genug ist. der kann uns mal
soll sich verpissen.
opnieuw begin
Telkens moeten horen
Wat je mist en niet vinden kan
M'n hart heb jij bevroren
Hier word ik niet gelukkig van
Je weet niet wat je doet en
The golden crown that makes a man a king
Once on a high and windy hill, In the morning mist
Two lovers kissed and the world stood still
Then your fingers
a good time out tonight
The sea below, the stars above
Gorillas in the mist we love
11 at 11 ok all right
Later on you're at the shore
Balanced keen, but
of my ancestors
Guiding me to the land of my dreams
Oh, the country is so far
But I'll find my way
Through the mist and the rain
I'll walk the path of my
Skylark
Have you anything to say to me?
Won't you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be
Shoot It Up
Still alone on the seventh day
Still alone through mist and spray
Desire keeps me on fire
Tear apart the wildest
Welcome to the island in the mist I call a home
Lovers, friends, intruders
Welcome to Nublar!
I am wrapped in scale skin
Pale sin
Vomit in my veins
an instant
Another night with you, baby
Now I see the stars through the mist, yeah
Ooh
Hey! baby
Kissing on a night like tonight
When I'm out with you, baby
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