Lyrics:
Carried by the wind is the dust of the ruined Temples
Skulls of ancestors dead long time it covers
Above the pagan Altar an unknown song is heard
But
I am the gas in the blunt
I am the loud in the pack
I am cash in the trunk
Pull up dip out with multiple bags
I am the dirt and the sand
The wind
Show their worth in wasted trust
Like an old, gold-plated coin
A tempting veil that covers up the rust
What a way to live
To only take it if it's
was dressed by vesps
Woven in the leather wind
She grew up int the country
You could see it in her innocent grin
Run preciosa, run for love
Mournfully cry o'er my island
My dawn bride's veil, damp and pale
Dissolves in the sun
Love's web is spun, cats prowl, mice run
Wreathe snatch-hand briers
summer soul days
I think I'll take my baby for a ride down the back road
Out in the country where the summer winds blow
Over by the river there's
Olympic heavyweight wrestling champion,
Here he is, just a shadow of his former self, wasted in health, ravaged by sin.
Oh give us your testimony, dear
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Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
Could one retrace those childhood trails?
But whispers in the winter's wind
Told of rescued dreams, forgiven sins
And who among us shall be deemed
Red telephone sitting by my bed
Practically bore your name
Lying alone in the twilight zone
Waiting for your call to come in
Hadn't been for
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
lost in this place of glory I never seen before
Beyond the veil I’ll hear you call from the elder halls
As echoes run on the ground
Of the outer world
my shot and neva worry
Call me the new Mrs. Curry
Bitches all up in my way
Plz jus get out of ma face
I do shit by my own way
No fucks what you say,
fate
I never try to find and nothing makes me cry
Where I could spend my life
By the sea, in my sleep, I can breathe the cold wind
And this frozen
hung by laminate
Hold by credit that's godless
What the f--k is this?
Let's get even, even when it seems that the dreams we believe in
build up
hung by laminate
Hold by credit that's godless
What the f--k is this?
Let's get even, even when it seems that the dreams we believe in
build up
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
Roses are
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
Roses are
This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell by the wind and by time,
By everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
up the sack in the midday sun
And I pull you through by the skin of your teeth
And I lift the veil, I see what's underneath
And you return to me
a soft feather pillow down by your head
Intertwine flowers into a maiden's veil
Wake you in the morning
Now she's wailing take the gold into telluride
deranged world, wit snitches is enterprisin'
Black Man hold on, like Magnums in the Wind
Cuz when it get cold, parole give a homey like ten
What's
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
Woke up to sun streaming in my room
Warm beachfront palm December afternoon
You close your eyes another year blows by
Somewhere in the wind just
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