Wyniki wyszukiwania: little bird like clouds in the air and the stones stones they flow

"(browne/maitland) Fade into day It's a marvel of opium grey I can't feel a thing My head's on a string Being led by the hand of a stranger Welcome to where ever else in the world that you are Slow motion"

"I am out here studying stones Trying to learn to be less alive Using all of my will To keep very still Still even on the inside I've cut all of the pertinent wires So my eyes can't make that connection I"

"People talk about breaking off Can't let us be Sticks and stones may break my bones But talk don't bother me People talk about breaking off Scatter up my name Sticks and stones may break my bones But"

"He's just a little boy lost inside his little world. Will he find his way back home? He's just a little boy, lost his mind over a girl. Will she call him on the phone? If I told you how I cared would you"

"Praise yourself Hold You can look as though you never should fall Crumpled up Lost You can push yourself right out of this World Is this what you are Better than you show You're the perfect one That's"

"Hey domino,I am stopping you from falling1-2-3 Dont you dare go downHey waterfall,Oh can you hear me calling?3-2-1 dont you dare touch the groundIm the one you wantIm the one you wantIm the one you wantIm"

"I know I am a legend 'cause I've seen my name Slandered on a dirty subway wall Sticks and stones may break my bones but names don't hurt Names can't hurt me at all You can crucify me I will rise again You"

"Never Made SenseThought that I would shove everything aside to shake your hand barbed wire wouldn't come fast enough why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth when it rolls off my tongue in your"

"<1. Fed By Stones God is dead That's what they said You got no soul, and good is bad Don't waste your time There's no sublime, no higher law That you can find There's a river of pain I'm taking all over again Just as long I don't turn into their grey shadowy Being I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need The gullible mind The daily grind Takes its toll, and fools the blind The bourgeois-creed: Believe what you see, rules all heads Takes casualities In my life I was always a drifted fellow, undone That was never enough to leave me stuck in there wrong I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need Silent green works overtime to begin Giving starting shots so that we won't give in In the air's a hopeful sound waiting Needing all we got, wishing we don't give in It's an army of hypocrites strangling Entities of freedom keenly building All we are If we are what we are meant to be Have you got what we got? Got some guts to break free? Have you heard about the word that all living Speak I don't know when it all began I don't know why it had to die Your stones won't feed, one truly need ... God is dead ... "

"(Enjolras is addressing the revolutionaries.) Enjolras Here upon these stones We will build our barricade In the heart of the city We claim as our own! Each man to his duty And don't be afraid. Wait!"