I can still remember without pretty face The girls you thought were laughing behind you Analee you?ve nothing to prove to yourself Better off to do what
Hello This is my birthday song Hello This day I?ve been born So Glad To find I was wrong Life?s more then a womb I found my breath today Untied Eager
Bullets chase down colored feet This is where the red rain flows free The children Wild They chew concrete Trying to feed a false dream But on the street
I don't want fancy chains To dance Bang A bucket is fine Humility seldom lies It's a good sign In these gang of four days Tailored hair pays Belt buckles
Back in the age of the natural air breathers When oxygen was still almost free Before chemical foods And pharmaceutical moods And there was chance one
Thinking back on Catholic school, the pleasure I'd avoid Taught sex a precious treasure, not a thing to be enjoyed I'm a fool and I'm a sinner Oh, the
Phyllis before you were dead I'd hoped you'd see some thread tightly connecting it all The cosmos unfold Is there light? Does it shine brightly? Forming
Who are you to break when you've been the rock It's a shock, alright It seems to me you backed down You backed down You backed down And you folded You
Gonna go out to the arrivals gate at the airport And sit there all day Watch people reuniting Public affection so exciting It even makes airports OK Watching
arrivals, welcome) In our world, 15 Million children have been orphaned by AIDS. 30,000 children die of preventable causes every day. (To all new arrivals
It has started and It can?t be stopped Call the ferryman to cast me off Send me Send me Over the ocean To find you Not the radio Not today There is
redemption Gasp for a last breath as you choke Polluted air, blackened dust from below Legions of demons take form as we evoke The third of arrivals
Oversættelse: Difranco, Ani. Den Ankomster Gate.
Oversættelse: Aqualung. Ankomster.
Oversættelse: Mythopoeia. Dawn Of Sunflower (Egypten ankomster).
Oversættelse: Necrophobic. Den tredje af ankomster.
: This conversation always ends with goodbye you're standing here behind the door you're waiting with your hope maybe you just have to sleep in