I think of other people, people under strain Going out to party, sober window pain Little tiny sips they take, and they don't even hear She thinks that
I took out a loan for a down payment on a girl who saw me for my mind And the loan: it wasn't money, it was time Some people will say that you're
foreign land The rumours told of a man Who had come from the other side the seas Carrying gold cross around neck in chain And spoke in strange tongue
When the meaning fails to be objectified their lies - (To be objectified) Will stare back at you from the other side – at you (From the other side) Beggars
end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other
I go to speak my mind forgetting what to say You're the only one that makes me feel this way So at the most, we might play the silent game Catch each other
knee will bow Before Your holiness, every tongue confess You're the name, the name above all names Rulers will one day be silent, lost in the wonder
the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty In the north end of town My own children are grown But I was raised up on the other In the wee
will Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down off of your high hill? Throw my fate to the clouds and wind Far away in a silent land Secret
on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty In the north end of town, my own children are grown Well, I was raised on the other In the
There's no chance in changing Things Cause I am Born in a morning hall Silent cries ran out When the cradle breaks Broken dreams were unheard on The other
's no chance in changing things 'Cause I am Born in a mourning hall Silent cries ran out when the cradle breaks Broken dreams were unheard on the other
, calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore Still the wind blows, calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore Still the wind blows, calm and silent
The boatman rose to the sound of his heartbeat Loud in the silent approach of the dawn He glanced through the window at mist on the lake Which hung like
My rhyme ain't good just yet, My brain and tongue just met, And they ain't friends, so far, My words don't travel far, They tangle in my hair, And tend
mental chemist Among Dog Vs. Cat Ia??m known as Mr. Green Thumb Summing up numbers on you dum dums Smoked out summers Sharp my tongue son Share the crown
if there is no wrong) all around me (innocent replies from a twisted tongue) I am the golden calf providing hate and greed I am the other half maintaining harmony silently
to find the Maltese Falcon, you bet Early thirties gangster movies Set to spellbind population From Chicago to Hong Kong Via Istanbul the Talking Tong
