Lyrics:
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
the swag (swag)
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?
[Chorus]
It's about three in the morning (ay)
Gotta leave with
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
as the moments fly by
[Chorus]
Cat and rat, naughty as can be (hey!)
Percussion plays their melody (yeah!)
Cat and rat, always full of glee (hey!)
Tribal drums in
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
broad day
Cops meeting their quota running for arcades
The three initial's on the
Pistols printed all K's
The end is almost near, inferior of nothing
a rainbow ride
It?s been a long, hard day
But now it?s time to play
?Cause we've got it all planned
We're gonna strike up the band
We're gonna take you
paradise
Our love story
Burning each other´s eyes
Play it again
By candlelight
the song that will last forever
'Cause it took so long to reach
Missin' screws, bendin' rules like kneecaps
I don't even know what's real
I'm just being real makin' moves
You just another human being being still
Play
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
One, two, three, four!
Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put
walking
Up a hillside in the snow
Casting shadows on the winter sky
As you stood there counting crows
One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for girls
Frankie is gone
Daddy's figured it out by now
She's long gone
To a town she'd heard in a song
On the radio years ago
On a bus
Frankie offers
flows
Everybody knows
Couldn't be more right
(Saturday, S, S, S, Saturday)
Maybe take a ride
By the oceanside
And watch the sun go down
Play
I'm the fool when the wise man asks
I never thought to stay
Three times wanted it this way
Meet me where the shadow's play
My darling's gone
I'm
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on 1 Peter 3:15, 2 Timothy 4:2
Enough of the sidelines, gotta get in the game
When nothing is ventured, nothing
Bill Thaxton was an ex ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was
The fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
flashing by
Music plays as we fly high
Dancing shadows in the glow
Lost in moments
Let it flow
[Chorus]
Nightflight
We'll take off
Feel the beat
Nightflight
eyes
[Verse 2]
Kneel down deep on the hardened ground
Whispers breaking the silent sound
Answers hiding where shadows play
Show me light before I fade
Shadows looking through an open window,
Footsteps following wherever you go.
Undercover eyes
Search to find the key to alibis.
Living in
your only son
Let's take a seat
Right here by the window
I remember how you like the view
Now look me in the eye
The truth I wanna hear
The time
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