Тексты песен «Little Children Jump»

I'll see you in the afterlife Floating above, above the satellites Lighter than air, beyond a care Tonight, my love, your time has finally come I'll see you in the afterlife. Your time has come on a blazing white...

Fate will find a way, for you On golden wings and leaden shoes All the way to the house our father knew And this angry storm of slamming doors And broken glass on hardwood floors Waits for you in the house our father...

The singer steps forward He's not a tour-sung hero He's not the embodiment of a soul brother The unassuming troubadour Sings to himself softly And not a word escapes his lips They don't even try. His words would rather...

I can see by the light of a broken sky That you're on the mend The photograph of your broken hearted eyes Will fade and bend I can see your face, A black and white collage of a chemical emotion A picture of a thousand...

Me and this girl Red lip, blue eye, dark long curl Dance around until her flags unfurl Crazy as a demon from another world. Get down, 'cause I feel like i own this whole town So I do, so do you Make a jungle sound and...

Mississippi moonshine's got me doubled over laughing in pain Back at the Chevron the chicken wings made you feel just the same That bucket of bayou that licked you like a 5 pound block of salt I through it to the puppy...

Leaning from the balcony As if without a care Wondering should I take the fall Of should I take the stairs Have I already fallen over And now spinning in the air I don't know 'Cause I'm in this vertigo Leaning from a...

Violent dreams, Every night, Lately I've been waking out of urgency. Something I said, Something I did Is bringing on this violent emergency. One black day in ghostly white For just another sleepless night...

On my father's legacy Is handed down by angels' wings A bittersweet melody Is now mine to sing Every precious memory And broken hearted tragedy Will walk into eternity And not fade away If you will go and not return...

I can hear you sleeping Like a softly penned letter That you plan on keeping Sound asleep next to me Under the ink of a drying sky If I were a wordsmith A creative license To puncture my journals with I would write of...

You're all I want for Christmas. All I want my whole life through. Each day is just like Christmas, Anytime when I'm with you. You're all I want for Christmas, And of if all my dreams come true, Then I'll awake on...