Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing If she could see her mirror now She would
You make me invisible Like sky you make my day And I feel so wonderful Oh, oh, oh, don?t let go I?m seeing the dark of you It feels like I never saw
Waiting at the station Feel no hesitation and begin the ride Still pretty young But time's already come and I begin to slide I'm turning down, down looking
(Jackson Browne) Oh how sadly sound the songs the queen must sing of dying A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing If she could see her mirror
(feat. Sarah Cracknell) Waiting at the station Feel no hesitation and begin the ride Still pretty young,but time's already come and I begin to slide
Oversættelse: Jackson Browne. Birds of St. Marks.
Oversættelse: Jackson Browne. The Birds Of St. Marks.
Oversættelse: Mark Brown. Rejsen fortsætter.
Wake me from this nightmare I can hardly breathe No I am joy that don't go nowhere I got no one to see (yeah) I can't find all that I've lost They tell
Albert Brown And you was wounded in the war And though you shot some people down You're still a good man Albert Brown Well you're a good man Albert Brown
That's Harlem World, I get on my grizzly savage, see? From the first day, we laid eyes on each other At the office, I knew we was gon' be lovers Mark
shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
, hostile Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind I'm still under the watchful Eye of the law, aspire for more Them kilo's came we gave you Bobby Brown
Let them know when we roll we roll deep Bad man put them to sleep! Bad a week! (chorus) She's all over me that is so ironic Rockin' them sevens and brown
trophy to them They're thinkin' "if I'm better than this guy, The spotlight turns on me" So, you know you're a superstar because you're a marked man
who Lovable, hug able, Emily Brown Miss Brown to you What if the rain comes pattering down My heaven is blue Can it be sending me Emily Brown Miss Brown
