Тексты песен «Jets To Brazil»

air traffic control it's me coach-class row thirteen i've got that sinking feeling is everything allright? stare at the wing and think it's later than i think look at these passengers if there's babies i'll survive...

i love my mother for all the things she's not but mostly for who she is i love my father for all the things he's thought but really for the things he did i love my piano though i wasn't ever taught still i think i'm...

Hello, old friend. It's been a while. How you been? All things must end, but did you know what that meant? The birds fly south. The summer sets. The lights go out. Leaves on the ground. Autumn walker, you just walked...

In the dream that awakened me, you had come and taken me to a sea of stars. The cat stood in the flowers two ears above. And the ground that was under me was holding me so wonderfully on a bed of leaves and you were...

candle is blue could see me through but I'm color blind they tell me it's blue and I'm a believer that's why I'm blind live on the freeway listen to signs and we drive by feel be a believer believe everything you'll be...

a hound's tooth coat pockets are bulging with nebutal bought from some doctor who also was bought to keep those pockets full the face was lost but partly recovered so half asleep and half in a frenzy one side tries to...

we are the high street service trays coming to take you away pasadena 1968 with speed on your breakfast plate aunt cancer calls them happy pills they keep her calm and cool until he leaves the moccasin skin obsession...

When you drive a nail through all that's good, the carpenter becomes the wood. If my concentration sounds like wreckage, it's 'cause I got a new feeling every thirty seconds. We put a monkey up in space and I know...

i just found the frame where i took your picture away and in my wallet like a saint from some other place that picture repays my eyes as they glaze a thousand lashes from a love long gone away i'll know that you're...

The road tonight is cold with ice and no cars pass by. Thank god for no phone call. Just snow and a fire. December endings and since you sent me things, I just feel further north. This year took ten years to tell me...

I live in a hotel must keep writing if I'm to be better than everyone else like figure skating like asphyxiating on your own seeping fumes you're just waiting living in a hotel but I'm not traveling between two points,...

Rose, can I come down for a drink? It's happened again I've got a story I'm sure will end poorly I'll begin at the end Rose, you must know I couldn't find the words That it takes to say "stay" Now she's gone away...

in the tall grass of a long sun a quiet repast and i'm sweet nothings come hell i'm your lover your man your friend your fair weather it's a world stopped afternoon passion legs your wordless all blue routes to your...

know that you'll soon go crazy just like a whittling stick hit by the coming daylight cut up in a quick succession a pointed confession really stripped of all your armor down to your very nature beneath the haze and...

do you know what would be good right here? some yellow a touch of humility, an original sin or two half the math double the myth they told you to no aftertaste no residue chop chop you're through our good order taker...

there's a sign up ahead says no signs for a while and a line in my mind from a song we both like it sounds like me and you and all we're going through flip the tape hit rewind it's my turn to drive little light tonight...

How long will you wait for me to come around? And wouldn't it be great if everything worked out? I wouldn't come home late after hiding out. I'd tell you everything. How I couldn't life without you now. How long will it...

what will you do to turn this around so many behind you so many before you ticket in one hand gun in the other what will you do which hand will you use? came on the run and you will leave running there's always someone...

now she's milk and she's apples you're scotch and segregation lips like molasses you're smiling saccharine sidewalks crashing the car just to make a connection each week greasing the palm of the grease monkey keep it...

morning new disease charcoal in bed boansoaked anemic listen in horror to the scraping of flatware and china and saran wrap to stifle libido air shaft a chasm their lives flung open sickness is a time for hating your...