Δευτέρα 29 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Τρίτη 16 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Δευτέρα 15 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Σάββατο 13 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Σάββατο 6 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Πέμπτη 4 Δεκεμβρίου 2008
Madrugada - ''Honey Bee''
Honey bee
Come buzzing me
I ain't seen you for so long
I need to feel you
I mean to reel you
Like the one described to me in song
Out in the woods
Tall pine tree woods
She gave sweet loving to me
Her woodland grace
Her soft embrace
My face in shadow
Honey bee
Won't you come see me in the morning?
Won't you come see me late at night?
For it ain't right, no it just ain't right
You're meant to turn away from the light
Night, all my lights are on
I need a little one on one
This useless, helpless feeling
A young man should be blessed with love
There's just flesh and fire below
This drunken, senseless reeling
Hands on my face
Some silk and lace
Sweet perfume kisses
For me
Wherever you burn
I have returned
You lucky lady
Honey bee
I have to leave you in the morning
You always wanted to be free
Stay with me
Sweet lucky lady
Don't ever leave me
Honey bee
Awake in cold places
Cool ice and icy faces
Some dead and some living
Most of them doing something in between
My lady in waiting
Must have turned to hating me
Some bitter awakening this has been
The next time she calls I'm gonna let her in
The next time she calls I'm gonna let her in
And if she leaves me in the morning
At least we both have been relieved
Now stay with me
Stay with me
Sweet lucky lady
Don't you ever leave me
Honey bee
Madrugada - ''Salt''
No life, no life without a fall
Now the wind has swept us all
Down to this mission wall
And the love, the love we pray to keep
Has buried us so deep
And me singing this same sad song
How I fell into her arms
Her warm and loving arms
She said: You can never be free
You can never be like me
Now I'm a mad dog and I'll be
Now you honey on my tree
Whether sweet tomorrow
In the mellow wallow
Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow, yeah
We will never have it all
Tonight I'm screaming at the wall
Peel the paint of my window rail
Touch, material has no choice
Peel the paint off with my voice
Curse this city's deplex song
Now I'm sleeping on the floor
Honey I'm soaking wet and
Oh they're coming out, they're coming out, they're coming for me
As long as we are free
We'll be doomed to live and die
Under the great suburban sky
And I'll always holler
In the mellow wallow
Oh there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow
Jesus
...
Heaven, heaven head of hell
You are treating me quite well
Washed me up upon a shore
Now I'm scratching down your door
All the words become my hands
Cold and broken on the floor
Peeling gooseflesh off your back
Pulling back your long black hair
Now this beauty is my queen
Skinny arms so very slow
A perfume neck and a blanket so small
Oh, what beauty, oh what bridge
I will sleep tomorrow
And in the mellow wallow
Oh, there's still time to borrow
And in the mellow wallow
Oh, and I fall to be controlled
Lost and swept away
I will always wait it out
Won't you listen now
Let me sleep tomorrow inn
We'll never have it all
Now the wind has swept us all
Down to this mission wall
And see, the rhythm is your hand
Speed the rhythm, speed the band
This is the bright amphetamine sky
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