Тексты песен «Red House Painter»

The light color in the room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I've had enough of the Brutal beatings and name callings To lose me to this bed Bruised internally Eternally...

The light color in the room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I've had enough of the Brutal beatings and name callings To lose me to this bed Bruised internally Eternally...

Gently in these ragged folds Curled up and warm like easter's child A breath so faint, angelic weight I can't deny That i drift sometimes Even in these loving moments To summery fields i call my own Where i can lie and...

The way the street looked Dim and polluted So have i felt when i walked upon The way the air seemed Grey fog diluted So do i feel when i'm breathed upon Ominous head spoke You ain't so good Poorly the sow joked Trashed...

You're and american girl Red headed eyes blank Living in a freckle on the face of the world Another dying kid that learned too much too soon You're not as good as your mom But you're as good as dead You're as good as...

Some odd door Some blooming tree Senseless and awkward Feeling hard uneased Sleep in rooms where people leave Dry of gentleness Of life Of breeze Sometimes you get so alone without a friend It's hard to know who you...

Going past golden gate Elementary everyday Kids down colorful hill Recess and fire drill She likes the side without the heat Where the sun don't beat She likes the cooler side Of washington street Hummingbirds, pigeons...

You lived north of here But it looks the same Clouds come apart To rain falling just as hard I only got memories I'm still not clear of Red carpet brings this woman into perspective Turns on the bed she hadn't felt...

I can't make anything Of why the brightest light fades Or how you slept a sleepless slumber And through the rhythm of the timeless season And you are the dark on my soul And it's your love that i steal And you're my...

(Young - Young - Scott) You see it on tv every day Hear it on the radio Ain't humid but it sure is hot Down in Mexico The weatherman is tryin' to tell me That it ain't the end But I see the storm coming And I know it...

I know you're willing and able There by the wooden table Won't you come on over to my side? And you know I'll treat you right There at the water There is the water you drink Won't you come on over to my side? And you...

(Young, Young, Scott) My Daddy worked from nine to five Momma stayed home with me By the time I was half alive I knew what I was gonna be I left school and grew my hair They didn't understand They wanted me to be...

There's my favorite rollercoaster Next to the blue water The one only sissies ride There's the sun Going down Creating that florescent glow Reminding me i'll never be able To relive this day Except in memory There's...

I grew so old In that house I lived in They brought me here 'Cause I can't take care I lost my worth And my purpose here I feel you cry But I can't speak my mind Will you hold me And never let me go 'Cause I...

Somewhere up fifteen miles Sifting through crackling vinyl Lost memories of my youth Are coming into view Between lost hills divide Quietly we sleep inside Lost summers of my youth I spent them all with you Take ways...

The coarse and white colored skin It blends with the state you're in And the wetness of your eyes Against a sun that clouds blind You ain't saying nothing that i don't already know When you say love's dimming light...

(Ace Frehley) Your lightning's all I need My satisfaction grows You make me feel at ease You even make me glow Don't cut the power on me I'm feelin' low, so get me high Shock me, make me feel better Shock me, put on...

(Paul McCartney) You'd think that people would have Had enough of silly love songs. I look around and I see it isn't so Some people wanna fill the world With silly love songs, And what's wrong with that? How I'd like...

I'm broken down You caved my karma in I'm staying up Waiting for you like a fool You made me forget About all the dreams I kept I keep your glass here (hand?) By the bed we slept I can't erase your smokey eyes...

When everything we felt failed And some music soft in distant sails But it don't sound like it did before Then i know i'm left with nothing more Than my own soul When pretty pictues face back But your coats aren't...