It's gonna be a hard hard leavin' (talk to me) Vox humana I wanta feel the power of speech Vox humana Sounds so right so real to me Vox humana You gotta
I haunted a basketmaker's shop. Spending days ripping pictures from magazines, taping them to the walls of my prison. I remember walking by the sand,
The critics sit back and burn the souls The classic dies they won't let go LBJ's lonely inked face on a set of presidential matchbooks On the wood of
Translation: Vox Humana. Things I Love To Hide.
Translation: Vox Humana. Seven Stars.
Translation: Vox Humana. Prophecy.
Translation: Vox Humana. No One.
Translation: Vox Humana. Nightfall.
Translation: Vox Humana. Millennium.
Translation: Vox Humana. Loev And Hate.
Translation: Vox Humana. Humatic.
Translation: Vox Humana. Fearless.
Translation: Vox Humana. Fallen From Grace.
Translation: Vox Humana. Dark Rose.
Translation: Vox Humana. Albion.
Translation: Loggins, Kenny. Vox Humana.
