I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I'll walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines what's
Fucked up and every things all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I'll walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh
I walk this empty street
On the Blvd. of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a..
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Til then I'll walk alone
Green Day
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Dust in the wind
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
[Now] Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.
Kansas
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
[Now] Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.
Kansas
Heart of gold
I want to live,
I want to give
Ive been a miner for a heart of gold.
Its these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Ive been to hollywood
Ive been to redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
Ive been in my mind, its such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Ive been a miner for a heart of gold.
Neil Young
I want to give
Ive been a miner for a heart of gold.
Its these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Ive been to hollywood
Ive been to redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
Ive been in my mind, its such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching for a heart of gold
And Im getting old.
Ive been a miner for a heart of gold.
Neil Young
Thursday, November 2, 2006
Nostalgia locomotive
Time, melting fast
In a room where the sun is burning dust from our past
It's a huge carnaval
In my chest
I didn't know anything,
A carpet floor boy
And the king of land
Where all the small things seems so very grand
I'm leaving tonight
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Time, floating fast
In the odd world
The rain is pouring memories from my past
It's a huge carnaval
In my chest
I didn't know anything,
A rubber boot girl
And the queen of land
Where all the small things seems so very grand
I'm leaving tonight
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
- The Mo & Kris LeMans
In a room where the sun is burning dust from our past
It's a huge carnaval
In my chest
I didn't know anything,
A carpet floor boy
And the king of land
Where all the small things seems so very grand
I'm leaving tonight
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Time, floating fast
In the odd world
The rain is pouring memories from my past
It's a huge carnaval
In my chest
I didn't know anything,
A rubber boot girl
And the queen of land
Where all the small things seems so very grand
I'm leaving tonight
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Here comes the chuchu, come on
Steaming to you through the gone times
Nostalgia locomotive
It gives you a hell of a ride
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalala
- The Mo & Kris LeMans
Wednesday, November 1, 2006
Strange Currencies
I don't know why you are mean to me
When I call on the telephone.
And I don't know what you mean to me
But I want to turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, I want
to take you on
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine."
All the time.
Now fool might be my middle name
But I'd be foolish not to say
I'm going to make whatever it takes,
Ring you up, call you down, sign your name, secret love,
Make it rhyme, take you in, and make you mine.
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh
I tripped and fell. did I fall.
What I want to feel, I want to feel it now
You know with love come strange currencies
And here is my appeal:
I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth
chance,
A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath
Just to fool myself, to catch myself, to make it real, real
These words, "You will be mine"
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, they haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat,
make me pray,
To say, this love's confines,
oh.
R.E.M
Genre Rock
Length 3:32
Single by R.E.M.
from the album Monster
Recorded 1994
Label Warner Bros.
Producer(s) Scott Litt & R.E.M.
Released April 18, 1995 (US)
When I call on the telephone.
And I don't know what you mean to me
But I want to turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, I want
to take you on
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine."
All the time.
Now fool might be my middle name
But I'd be foolish not to say
I'm going to make whatever it takes,
Ring you up, call you down, sign your name, secret love,
Make it rhyme, take you in, and make you mine.
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh
I tripped and fell. did I fall.
What I want to feel, I want to feel it now
You know with love come strange currencies
And here is my appeal:
I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth
chance,
A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath
Just to fool myself, to catch myself, to make it real, real
These words, "You will be mine"
These words, "You will be mine." all the time. oh
These words, "You will be mine."
These words, they haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat,
make me pray,
To say, this love's confines,
oh.
R.E.M
Genre Rock
Length 3:32
Single by R.E.M.
from the album Monster
Recorded 1994
Label Warner Bros.
Producer(s) Scott Litt & R.E.M.
Released April 18, 1995 (US)
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what's goin' on
25 years and my life is still
trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry somethimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I'm, I am feeling a little peculiar
So I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's goin' on
And I say hey....
And I say hey what's goin' on
And I say hey....
I said hey what's goin' on
Oooh....
Oooh....
And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I'm, I am feeling a little peculiar
So I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's goin'on
And I say hey...
And I say hey what's goin' on
And I say hey...
I said hey what's goin' on
And I say hey...
And I say hey what's goin' on
And I say hey...
I said hey what's goin' on
Oooh....
25 years and my life is still
trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
4 Non Blondes
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