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the night

In a far off land by his bed I'd stand 
I would touch his tiny little hands
But a great big sea keeps him from me
Still His star is shining in

God bless us, everyone
This is a most splendid day
We all hold hands and offer thanks
This holiday
It's not at all the same without him
I know, my

how to live without
The quality crafts and the made-by-hands
It's an old trick with a shiny new face
I rest my head and rest my case

Tell me how can

                      It’s centuries of family draped neatly on the bed.

Tiny as a needles eye
Hands that pass the hours by
Sewing into her designs
Everything she knows

mind
Hold my hand stay by my side
We'll go
Exploring roads and possibilities
We should take it slow
Let's take our time and make some memories
I just

fuckin' fleeing
He's pleading, bleeding,  erratic staccato heart beating
Hands up while raggedly breathing, in the front of his pants he's peeing
But

kingdom
DO YOU THINK I CARE
HE'S MINE BACK THE FUCK OFF
I will take him back by force if I have to
THEN PREPARE TO MEET THY MAKER CAPTAIN
FOR HE IS MINE

a house cat to a lion
A rat to a giant
Do it my way like a tyrant
Then back it by violence
Fucks on minus, couldn't give less
About what they're applying
I

not so far
And I will always stay by your side

Hey stop you’re gonna make it right
It’s time to give your life a try
You’ve been waiting for too long

you amass
Could be gone in the blink of an eye

And I hope you die soon
And all by yourself
You'd better believe me
If I had the chance I would kill you

of the void
Travel onwards until you meet our creator
Travel onwards until you see what comes after

I cannot wait to be blinded by the sunlight
I cannot wait

winding my mind.

Say, say it again, you know the past things could set my free.

Put up you in sandwiches hands, oh I think it not really cool

You tell me

I poured some water on him 
Veiled up a canvas crafted by your stars 
Strewn it with madness

The full moon is on its way
Time to lock myself up, in chains
The tiny peasants stand no chance
When I turn they'll die by these hands

Scared

When your heart beats slow and your hair curls up to your throat
Take it from me, take it from me, you know I never meant to hurt you
Take it from me,

'Cause we ain't much time and I won't be wasting mine 

Next you're picking on the poor 
'Cause they won't fight back so you've courage 
A skeletal hand

James Cagney

Nik Kershaw

Radio Musicola

1986

where
The lady, beset by his charms, falls faintly in the lovers arms
The fate of every watching woman in his hands
After the earth moves, musn't dwell,

and paint
Is you is?
Or is you ain't?
Hound dog scratching fleas
Looking like she's in love with me
Licks my hand everywhere I go
I wish my baby loved me so

sleight of hand, all empty cups
If I pick one up then I know I've lost

Fortune-tellers make fortunes grow 
While old age money disappears in smoke
Oh, it's

I was here on my won
Dancing alone
Till you walk by
In front of my eye
You shone like a star in the dark of the night

Liquid love, at first sight

You don’t know me by name
I don’t know you too
But we’re on the same road, my friend
And we have some things to do

In summer of no return 
Fires lit

of evil
Medicated without a fucking pulse
I will not be the one to blame By all the questions that you saved And all the wisdom that you continuously

worth the chance to see what the night could find
And when tomorrow comes
I'll keep you here with me on my mind
So take me by the hand
Don't need any

anyone erasing
Could you take me to the moon
I could take you any time
I will lead you by the hand
Put it into mine
It's the story of our Lifetime