Talk to me, talk to me If you want to know the things we see Then step inside our skins The White Room, the White Room We spin, we turn, watch and wait
Welcome to my living room It's not a womb, it's not a tomb Not a June bride or the December groom Tonight, in Hyannis We'll be playing at a reasonable
All night long my body burned, the sheets were wet and cold The lights were on, my eyes were gone, and any second lose control The pounding in my window
Saw a broken blue ocean With old wire hands Found in vacant lots The lonely shells of flowered plants Outside there for nothing Wives and lovers in ageless
(Vic Chesnutt) sitting in a square room my voice is freezing and the beams that are bouncing off the moon are hanging from my window like icicles just
She wore red dresses with her black shining hair Oh, she had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry Oh, she wore red
Under stars of violet Under stars of green Under stars of silver Under stars.. of you When I walk the city streets at night I'm scared shitless When
sitting in a square room my voice is freezing and the beams that are bouncing off the moon are hanging from my window like icicles just a tired old alcoholic
Rabid mouths, prone suicidals Morphine injections for crazed homicidals A man's work is never done In this the white room Nineteen hour shifts What kind
Translation: Lerner, Alejandro. Empty Room.
Translation: Appleseed Cast. Rooms And Gardens.
Translation: Vic Chesnutt. Square Room.
Translation: Klf. The White Room.
Translation: Springfield, Rick. The White Room.
and then there was one with sharpened grin a home I was never meant to find. the wound was exposed and I fell in a curse I was blessed with as a child
Well now Voldemort?s dead and the war has been won School?s nearly over then its time to move on But move on to what? ?Cause really, what could compare
with this being said every petal's come off again and fell to the floor every word again it's not like it ever meant everything we'd hoped all this said
Nella stanza dove non puoi farti male non passa il tempo che l?han buttato via e c?e sempre quell?odore di ospedale cosi diverso da casa mia Nella stanza