orchestra drowns, funeral slow And autumn has gone and with it the bloom The harvest of stars, like moths to the moon Help me warm this frozen heart
The orchestra drowns, funeral slow And autumn has gone and with it the bloom The harvest of stars, like moths to the moon Help me warm this frozen heart
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house
me Hear your Voice. Let me See your Face. Carry me Away. I'm yours Completely. Carry me Away, Carry me Away. Let me Hear your Voice.
almost taste it There in the blood like a drug I can hear it coming I wash away David Usher: Lead vocals; backing vocals Jonathan Gallivan: Electric guitars Kevin Young: Piano
" Chill bumps appear and I am frozen in the web They weave as they reveal their innermost selves With the outpouring of their hearts On and on the songs
to be grindin' more and it feels better than a tongue-kiss carbonated with the flow, orange-flavored sunkist we musically grow unto the world like a fungus amongst this, playin' the piano
I'm frozen like a photo, a sepia-colored picture, voices in the hall, line the flower on the wall. Me n Isabella, playin' the piano, melodies we pen,
inside reverb rain Your festive summer you just couldn't blame (wait ?) We became free into darkness then Until the night silence distance froze Our
there watching him was the lady that's known as Lou His eyes went rubbering round the room and he seemed in a kind of daze Till at last that old piano
there watching him was the lady that's known as Lou. His eyes went rubbering round the room, and he seemed in a kind of daze, Till at last that old piano
bring that big joint (That's my word) Yeah (one) Yeah [Ghostface Killah] In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes
with a long suitcase and a busted picture frame that shows the piano we played in the dark. Then he sold you away to the darkest of the stage, put tight shackles around your heart
be grindin' more And it feels better than a tongue-kiss Carbonated with the flow, orange-flavored sunkist We musically grow unto the world like a fungus Amongst this, playin' the piano
ice gets thin. (chorus) It's a cold cold world we face, with miles of frozen road, that I drove down on my way, I'm as cold, as, snow.. (Piano plays
see That I'm goin' overseas For two three four years Don't know how long it will be So hear hear my plea And come marry marry me Before it's too late
