spring brief and beautiful when we knew we had to let it go and our love turned in to snow we never had a chance to begin brief and beautiful so....
Translation: Maria Arredondo. Brief And Beautiful.
wanted to be It's a kind of magic that you can't help but feel I dreamt we were sleeping and we floated away And we shone like a star and we blinded
often pray for you I hope your suffering was brief I hope the angels that watch over all little children Came for you and took you someplace beautiful and
long But gravity is too strong Chained to this earth we go on and on and on and on and on Then a million sighs cresting were you stood A beauty in the
room.. you listen and consume. You're a prisoner of doom. Sittin' in your room.. you listen and consume. You're a prisoner of doom. [Verse 3: (Madchild and
I got sick And I never knew people killed people so quick Yo, I never knew mind power could be so deep And I never knew hardship was mine to keep And
on the track And I flat up a sac on strap in the Cadillac and the glove Coup on me when you start shit with the ambassador of New York And the queen
obvious And the lights go down and they dance real close And for one brief instant they pretend they're safe and warm Then the beat gets louder and
In shone from behind Through your dress like a sign From heaven Now I see the light In your beautiful silhouette When a dress lends to stretch Light can
Traded your bucket and bruises for a bag of bones And a wardrobe of excuses You live too hard, you look too good And you're in my backyard, just like
and I count to ten But I want you back again It?s a beautiful light...for such a beautiful lie It was a beautiful light, such a beautiful lie Such a beautiful
She refused to give her name And a ring of violet bruises They were pinned upon her arm Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand
wonderful time, a beautiful time Leave the troubles you find at home Take some time and ease your mind When we simply havin' a wonderful time, a beautiful
to Shanghai, so don't you cry We're moving to Shanghai Looks like we might have made it, put on your silkworm dress You look so beautiful and I look
get in it and get in it again, you got two booties So you whippin' yo chin and I don't blame you I lay in da sand Ya'll lay in da snow and make angels
on the CD player And I just push that remote button to sublimity And listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus And J.R. Monterose and Jackie