when I was young I never would've seen your sparkling blue eyes or heard your lying tongue All the good times are past and gone all the good times are o
I was young I never would have seen your sparkling blue eyes Or heard your lying tongue All the good times are past and gone All the good times are o
Ooh, look at all this company coming 'round tonight Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello You really wanna know? Well, I'll tell you, might have
cherish most Awash on her perfidious shores Where drowning umbra o'er the stars Ebons graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and nahemah, nahemah Pluck out mine eyes
I cherish most Awash on her perfidious shores Where drowning umbra o'er the stars Ebon's graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and Nahemah Pluck out mine eyes
ever conquered the borders of time! No beauty is everlasting, not even thine! But o how I wished your heart would fore'er be mine... Thy eyes caress
Easter come, enter my room? The Lord weeps for me But my tears fall for you Another Beauty loved by a Beast Another tale of infinite dreams Your eyes
? Will Easter come, enter my room? The Lord weeps with me But my tears fall for you. Another Beauty Loved by a Beast Another tale of infinite dreams Your eyes
Sonnet I How shall I fly when feathers be not mine Though all my wishes skyward do attend? How tie my wounded heartstrings safe to thine So thou to me
? Will Easter come, enter my room? The lord weeps with me But my tears fall for you Another beauty Loved by a Beast Another tale of infinitely dreams Your eyes
cherish most Awash on her perfidious shores Where drowning umbra o'er the stars Ebon's graves where lovers whore Like seraphim and Nahemah "Nahemah" Pluck out mine eyes
Ooh, look at all this company coming round tonight. Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello. You really wanna know? Well, I'll tell you, I might
who bore thy name, Graze after thee, and weep. For, washed in life's river, My bright mane for ever Shall shine like the gold, As I guard o'er the fold
care o' things up here so you don't take the other way I'm your captain relief, I give light and I let you play" "When I hear you giving the weep
that remains Is the pull from place to place Dublin to Cork though you never heard told There's a line of good men with eyes wet and bold Where they weep