I've been told he can't be sold
He's not vicious or malicious
Just de-lovely and delicious
"It is not length of life, but depth of life." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Thought breeds thought." ~ Henry David Thoreau
her new name was tattoted to her wrist is was longer than the old one
Even though the sound of it
Is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough
You'll always sound precocious
The hills are alive, with the sound of music.
From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines.
dreaming of a dream, a melody haunts my revelry and I am once again alone with you, when our love was new, and fully of inspiration
The old man said to me
Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Teh sky was bible black in Lyon, when I met the magdalane, she was paralised in a street light she refused to give her name.
PS Lux's last lyric had me thinking U2 as well. oooo eery
Why wont you just say my name?
It's all right
Say my name, say my name
If no one is around you, say "baby I love you"