Lyrics:
With a crash of the glass-towered world
We escape
Making beds of hostile landscapes
The wood crack of moment to moment
Stings our faces
But
keys in the landscape of lovers?
Tongue goes places but the brain don't follow
Moonlit faces singing high-low, high-low
Only way we know we go
Only
right hand, when you handshake
I'm big man brud I got mad cake
In portrait, in landscape
Yeah I ran straight, to the bank mate
You lot pissed off, are
are bewildered
Am I misplaced here in this world,
Alone in my grief?
Procreate life and let it grow
In outlandish landscapes
Feeling subordinated,
spoken
The same words but their sound has changed
It's clear as crystal, a perfect picture
A landscape that you only dreamed
A moment mends
the harvest moon
A frozen and barren terrain crosscut by narrow fractures
Clouded landscapes laden in debris of planetary detritus
Erupting geysers enshroud
as diverging foreign screams
Penetrate the sky
Once inhabited landscapes now left in pools gore
Alyen matter covers the ground
Creatures not immediately killed
learned
or tongued in different landscapes,
fuzzed in the fuse of it
to touch and brush in the woodland
down then, down into the rough of it
like we could
THE FLAG! LIVE THE DREAM!
SING AN ODE TO THE SEVEN SEAS!
STAYING UP ALL NIGHT, THEN MOVING ON:
METAL IS FOR ALL WE'RE A UNION
Undiscovered landscapes
will be
of people you know
I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I
the creator
Forging new landscapes of withered flesh
This sentence is a debt repaid
Your wasted earth I have enslaved
Become the idol to your rival
Every
I'm standing at the roadside on the 118
It's freezing cold I'm dead tired
A haze lies on the landscape and I'm shivering
And all the falling stars
objects stay suspended only if you let them go - if only history made that easier to know. You make me feel like a landscape that puts fire into view. Like
Tede
Still nie kozakuję podziwiam Warszawski landscape
Już prowadzę lecz trochę jak ksiądz nauki małżeńskie
Hej świeżak hej świeżak
Dokąd zmierzasz
pylon pink skyscraper
Silver pylon pink skyscraper
Nothing here is real
Speeding through the landscape
I feel the press of leather
Like being on TV
and every hair did rise
I wondered how a sound so pure was this side of the skies
It was modern Appalachia - so old, so new
It became part of the landscape I
through
Dangerous Grounds
Left or home safe and sound
For a life wasteland bound
Under a hole in the sky
Through the landscapes of war
This nuclear storm
fire of power, ah
Colors swirling around me
Shifting landscapes obey my every command
But still I don't possess the power to fill the emptiness
The perfect landscape of your life
The rolling hills of mine
The sweetest curves of a night well-spent
in the safest part of my troubled heart
You
But now upon that landscape fair
A woman rough and crude
Each day the image differed
The woman here and there
Then close like a portrait
It was
My mind wanders beyond false boundaries,
To my most treasured sanctum
A vast featureless landscape
Where the forces of my desires lingers
Six miles from side to side
A caprice of geology
Standing mountain high
The wall whispers no apology
Doesn't answer why
The landscape changes
rhymes
Oppressive sounds inspired me
I am...
...scared of a moment that won't come
...scared of a landscape draped with clouds
...scared of a wilted
heart with silent delight
How I do love the passion of fading away
The passion of dying...
For it is Death herself who sweeps the landscape
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