Тексты песен «Mewithout You»

You might sleep, but you'll never dream Onward, progress, or so it seems And you might laugh, but you'll never smile Come on in and waste away awhile You might sleep, but you'll never dream Onward, progress, or so it...

The bird that plucked the Olive Leaf Has been circling like a record around the spindle of my mind Where the needle's worn the grooves too deep And scratched the wax that's blistered from the heat besides So from any...

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid laugh And I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft Your flavor in my mind's back...

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid laugh And I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft Your flavor in my mind's back...

January, 1979 saw a terrible crash And it couldn't help but laugh My ear pressed against the past Like a glass on the wall of a house in a photograph My forehead no longer sweet With holy kisses worthy of your fiery...

January, 1979 saw a terrible crash And it couldn't help but laugh My ear pressed against the past Like a glass on the wall of a house in a photograph My forehead no longer sweet With holy kisses worthy of your fiery...

If you fail to see a problem, (Which I find hard to believe) Or if you're hanging on from branches Licking honey from the leaves you say "The hopelessness of living, the childishness of suicide" But there's a...

'I do not exist' We faithfully insist Sailing in our separate ships And coming in tiny caravel Tiring of trying, there's a necessary dying Like the horseshoe crab In its proper season sheds its shell Such distance from...

My exit unobserved, and my homesickness, absurd I said, "Water," expecting the word Would satisfy my thirst Talking all about the second and third When I haven't understood the first Jonah, where's that boat going Your...

You were a song I couldn't sing Caught like a bear by the bees with its hand in the hive Who complains of the sting when I'm lucky I got out alive A life at best left half behind The taste of the honey still sweet on...

You were a song I couldn't sing caught like a bear by the bees with its hand in the hive who complains of the pain of the sting when I'm lucky I got out alive! a life at best left half behind, the taste of the honey...

You were a song I couldn't sing Caught like a bear by the bees with its hand in the hive Who complains of the sting when I'm lucky I got out alive A life at best left half behind The taste of the honey still sweet on...

Without a queen the locust swarm Turned the ground to black Descending like a shadowy tower On a fish's back And scattered the sticks Who crawled like snakes in the sand As the red clay took the form of a lizard Who...

A note we wrote the other day To any mice who pass this way On crumbed and sugared counter tops 'We must insist your traffic stop' In their defense, they don't refuse But nonetheless we've come to use Snapping traps and...

Not one motion of her gesture could I forget The prettiest bag lady I ever met Pushing her cart in the rain Then gathering plastic and glass She watched the day pass Not hour by hour But pain by pain If I was a basket...

He made the world a grassy road Before our bare wandering feet (He made the world a grassy road) (Before our bare wandering feet) And crushed the stones Into the softest sand between our toes (And crushed the stones)...

Don't waste your lips on words I've heard before Kiss my tired head and each letter written wastes your hand Young man come and lead me to your bed You gave me hope that I'd not lost her And then thought it rather...

I'll ring your doorbell Until you let me in I can no longer tell Where you end and I begin Grape on the vine, grape on the vine We've been alone a long time Grape on the vine Why not be crushed to make wine? Pay no...

In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid laugh And I'm carried helpless by my floating basket raft Your flavor in my mind's back...

The Angel of Death came to David's room The Angel of Death came to David's room The Angel of Death came to David's room He said, "Friend, it's time to go"' David: Angel, no, I think you've come too soon Angel, no, I...