Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying,
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying,
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground...
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying,
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing,
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found.
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying,
I thought I'd always dream of dying,
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground.
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying,
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying,
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round.
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing,
I thought I'd always be there crying,
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around.
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying,
I thought I could stop myself from lying,
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round.
Oh flying, oh oh, lying, oh oh, crying, oh oh, sighing, oh oh,
Trying, oh oh and dying, oh oh,
For dying it that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground, Yes it is...
Show Me Your Tattoo
Well, I heard you just got back From a trip to Sin City There's something different 'bout the way you look It just hit me There's rumors going 'round this town Tell me, girl, it
Я прошу не надо говорить неправду Другом себя называть не спеши Шорох листопада Лунная соната Все что мне надо сейчас для души Не обижайся не ревнуй это осенний поцелуй Он для того кто все эти годы
[Intro:] Monsters in my head Monsters in my head [Crooked I:] What if I told you I wake up screamin' and swingin' Dreamin' that I'm fighting demons Dreamin' I'm swingin' on heathens Competin' and schemin' to eat
Un Colpo All’anima
Tutte queste luci tutte queste voci tutti questi amici tu dove sei!? Tutto questo tempo pieno di frammenti e di qualche incontro e tu non ci sei? Tutte queste radio piene di canzoni che hanno dentro un nome ecco chi sei..! Non
The Ballad Of Mr. Jenkins
With skin as tough as a burlap sack he had his second heart attack last summer But he's still goin' There's a melancholy in his eyes, for all of you who care