Тексты песен «Blumenfeld Hugh»

There's a winter storm with my name on it And it's cutting up the coast On the radar there's a ghost Clear to the Carolinas It feels like years since December And it seems like more till spring I swear I'll bear up...

I was good at tending bar They called me Our Lady of O'Reilly's I could talk to me in trouble And I know the difference between poison and truth But I crashed my car last March And the back was full of empty quarts of...

Where the hell did it go? They say he spent it all on wine and women But even so-- I know a guy who wrote a song for Garth Brooks And now he's got it made for life But Mozart never really made a lot of money, And that's...

(for Kurt Cobain) I could never see your face To see if you were really crying Your hair hung like rain I would have sworn that you were lying. One long scream ran through every refrain You were riding four white...

In the cool hour of the evening The garden gold and breathing My lover at my hand Two virgins in the land And angels on the wing Descending as they sing, "Raphael, oh Raphael" O how it made you warm To see my lover's...

The hawk and the sparrow flew up together Though the sparrow was small and the hawk on a tether Wingtip wingtip, feather to feather All in the fall with winter coming on All in the fall with winter coming on He was dark...

Sweet October, everything comes down And the ghosts outside are rattling the storms And the drunkards think they're sober And the lovers think they're drowning And the songs of spring are bitter wings to them A touch of...

She is the sugar of the islands She is the coffee in the hills She is the harvest of the vineyard She is the river where it spills Into the canyon She is the ocean where it swells She is the flashing on the water She is...

Well I never go visit my mother Like my father and my brother do I can't stand the constant traffic On Belmont Avenue And the pious old men in their coats and beards Who appear as if on cue For a small donation They'll...

This is not an age of faith This is not an age of miracles We don't believe anything they say We don't believe anything at all But when December grabs you by the throat Better look for something burning deep inside your...

I am waiting for the Good Humor Man To come driving his white truck down my street again And the neighborhood kids doing skids on their bicycles Over and over again We were all out of school, just trying to be cool...

What if you do nothing with your life Run no races,strive no strife Just live on a farm have one dear wife One good dog and that is that What if launch into space on a rocketship And fall back to earth on a stardust...