Тексты песен «A Toys Orchestra»

The wrinkles on my face are dusty and dark as the scratches on a record forgotten in the attic but the night that will comes knows all my prayers better she will clasp me in her arms she will crumble me as a bun...

I've laced my shoes so tight before i run, i've pasted the pages of the calendar, i've improved my smile ..but when this song will end i'll be 3 minutes older. It's time to dust again the paper bags, to shine...

The meaning of the words i've found it in the yard I think it gets so hard ...but i was skipping the morning i read the holy bible from the start to the end I kept so many friends And all my pencils are burning...

Before the radio turns on Before the coffee getting cold Before the dew evaporate Before i walk away,i walk away,i walk away Before my watch stops to run Before an eyelid touches the other one Before 8 became 9...

Can i sleep On a water bed? ...so i will drown the dreams are bad Can i sleep In your arms? ...and cry until i will be worn I will blow On the mirrors To send melancony away From my face ...and i will clutch...

Hey!what has happen to your charme? Have you let go my darling? I think we've no more time Your heels are wearing down by now! Lets put the nails under the shoes And swallow hunks of plumb ...how says the...

And it's the first time That i'm back home alone And maybe it's time to say i'm wrong Or what else more should i say ...that i'm so drunken to notice that it's raining I still remember The fever smell ...so sweet...

C'mon! Look around nobody knows you're still here You could come out all at once and them scared Or maybe you'd remain where you are and pick on them Back home to watch tv and smoke hundreds of cigarettes ...today...

When the night comes the river kisses the ground the darkness can assist me wile the wind brings me your voice the grass withers without noise. The elephant runs haunted by the sun the heartbeat fill the silence...

Hengie,your make-up has melted hengie,confide in cats number more your steps when you're walking back home oh hengie, dust your cinema-star rags! Hengie keeps her tears in a bottle of cheap french parfum hengie...

Invisible I wish i was invisible And feign to be the wind ...and slam the doors Whenever you stay home alone And blow away The farewell letters Cause i can't believe! ...i can't believe! But i'm triyng...

I write a letter to myself I write the words i'll never say I'll wear the best coat i have Before i sign my name The wonder in my eyes today Will be regret tonight I'm drunken by my mother's milk I'll smile at...

I can't wait no more for the wistle of the train to go away-far away from here- and now that i'm tired i've tried to escape from my shadow all the time-for a long time- dans cette chambre froide j'y suis seule moi...

Hey! I don't need to study ?cause everynight i watch the national geografic channel before i go to sleep god bless tv! ? i repeat ? god bless tv! With cereals i exaggerate but brian molko more than me the...

She's mrs macabrette She paints the lamps with black She spreads crysanthenums on her steps Three black plumes on her hat Glass buttons on her breast The cypress bows down on her step She's mrs macabrette She...

We came toward the sunset walking with quick steps on an electric road and we know that we must forget with the future on our back and the weight of the past the rings around our eyes are always getting more black...

I've crossed the cinder fields with pockets full of tears i've tried to grow up quickly the plans that i had lost i've found them in my shoes the time has it's flaws and it's fault ...but god has gone away just...

Friend! I've kept the corks to build a raft without a map without a flag you told me always to be ?clear? now i'm so clean that i cry soapball tears flat like an ol electric eel too boring to bore,too scared to...

I've learned to memorize better The days we say "it does'nt matter" But now the powder hides the final of the words We spend too much time hoping To find again the will to hope But now the powder hides the final of...

Pour on the rum on the wound And send kisses through a postcard The winter has come Straight to the bones Wile you're still rubbing your eyes Let the wax dry on the pulps Prayers are becoming courses Salt-away...