(Kevin Wells/Andre Pessis) Sitting in La Casolette The same place we first met Trying to talk it out before the fall You look the other way I struggle
A pussyfooting setting sun Make a wish that weighs a tonne There are no handles for you to hold And no understanding where it goes Jealously in technicolor
You have reached a number and a name But I am gone and won't be back again If you wish to leave a word or two Here it is You know what to do Speak your
Una rumba por aqui Una rumba por alla Cuando la luna sale Delante de la plaza Enfrentre de los mozos La chica se va guapa Abrichando sus cabellos Dentro
Tiens, v'lA un marin Il est encore loin Mais on voit de loin Que c'est un marin Tiens, v'lA un marin Ce n'est pas le mien Mais c'est un marin C'est
[Babs] We love this Diddy, you know what I'm saying, you you worked the shit out of us dog, I ain't gon fuck', no I'm tried as hell [Chopper & Dylan]
Walked to your house on my lunch break, here it comes Come inside and pour a drink, here it comes You'll probably tell me everything you think, here it
On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings The
A light at the end of the tunnel A secret society and regents stay there In this attack their tunnel Atop the plateau and broken peace I wish I'd done
The lights change on the hill The air seems strangely still Everyonea??s asleep The floorboards creak at dawn As you walk out on the lawn The grass is
All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put us back together again We huffed and we puffed and we blew this house down We tried, yeah, we
Look-a-here just look-a-here what I'm holding in my arms Love I've thought I lost I found her now she's back where she belongs Look-a-here just look-a
There's a 15-minute fad rule They're seven inches late Here we are, too hard, too fast! And I'm just the cynic to tell you It just dont move me at all
This party is old and uninviting Participants all in black and white You enter in full blown Technicolor Nothing is the same after tonight If the world
Instrumental
Spring play written for the obvious in mind You rise and analyze secret little kneeshakes That keep you up all the time We surround in circles, try to
Here we come a-caroling, Among the leaves so green! Here we coma a-wandering, So fair to be seen! Love and joy come to you, And to you glad Christmas
Er plapperte schon Worte wie es kleine Leute tun Alles schien in Ordnung und gesund doch damit nicht mal ganz zwei Jahren blieb seine Sprache stumm