Тексты песен «Kashmir»

I am sleeping in the park I'm thirsty like a low tide shark The only time I get to see my wife is by her new man in the MALL... Wait a minute... think I'm gonna FALL... I have shot the president I'm queen of Brittain...

like this summer unsettled and surprisingly grey I'm supposed to be warm but I'm tricked by a cold betrayal knowing that your cold war isn't over at all seeing how you try steering a craft that is bound to stall...

I miss you so much boy will we be comeing on again don't ever loose your ropes this man is hanging by the ends I owe you so much time yes you might say it isn't like that at all but now it's coming back to you these...

Rose, don't pull your needles out of me close your yellow leaves around me don't drink all the water from the ground I've got inside my wicked soul don't push the time shorter, let us grow old Rose, stay in my garden...

what a wonder it is to see you what a wonder it is to feel you I found your hideout in the rubble where you can cry out when you're in trouble now I want to be in your hide and seek now I want to make...

a butterfly is in your hair reminding us it is that time of year a cool shade and a spot in the sun a cold struggle but the tiresome brawl is won how could you talk about suicide how could you possibly see it as right...

man have I been far away? in short of words afraid of nothing with nothing at all around how could you know? how could I have let you know when there was all but nothing in me yes I blew it all away into public air it...

3am and 7 blocks away we can see him sigh and feel im sway speaking out his frozen sympathy penning down a sense he doesn't feel stroke his cheek the man is made of snow plain to see his eyes are merely holes

to stand, and walk again to forgive, and make amends we gain and share the trust we so sincerely wished would never add, until we stood and walked again we forgave, and made our love revive that would die for turning...

sit with me I want to know your name picture you inside my golden frame I do deep intellectual films I admit containing certain thrills you may think that I'm just an ordinary boy but, behind my fly I am swollen.....

Supergirl Maybe I can't kill you off after all Supergirl I don't want to kill you off after all Open hands catch the light you're after Breathe again fill the moon with laughter Kill the man in his house of infidels...

I wanna run from the apathy from the questioning tounges and eyes that just won't come off and get a job in a industry where a smile's not required and complaints are always the same cause baby you must be so fed up...

I'm wondering if my thoughts of her have ever crossed her thoughts of me and if they're half as clear as mine and if there'll ever be a time for us to journey once again as lovers and as trusted friends what if the...

You pretend that you're allright The worst noise Is when you are keeping quiet Seing now the kind of girl you will dramatise, traumatise Don't fold your hands, don't hold your tounge The other girls will try to prove...

So pull me out of this dream Turn off the television Put on a romantic vinyl And come to bed again Please be my next morning flower But don't be there all the time Leave me a couple of hours Then bring me food and wine...

So pull me out of this dream Turn off the television Put on a romantic vinyl And come to bed again Please be my next morning flower But don't be there all the time Leave me a couple of hours Then bring me food and wine...

(Featuring Randi Laubek) The good is yet to come is what I'm hanging from With frozen fingers and one parched eye on the match box jam below Still there's something ghatsly on the tiles above me A persuasion to give...

(Featuring Randi Laubek) The good is yet to come is what I'm hanging from With frozen fingers and one parched eye on the match box jam below Still there's something ghatsly on the tiles above me A persuasion to give...

Were all prosperous and proud to be With our holiday photos and our tickets for speed Having kitchens installed for a family And once in a while for making love Look at her eyes, they're so are eager and dead As she...

The city is a trap In which we fling our worries And grasp for somebody's promise Of the good life Forever changing plans Restrained by envious spirits And wanting to want to give in And go for the country My love will...