Ma Chanson de Rien du Tout
I call it from th...
I call it from the hells down lowfrom the crypts, from the eldersfrom the white raven and the crowI call it natureI call it prayerI don't call it God, I don't believe in OneLet's settle for that, just for a whilecause when all is said and donenature always seems to be right.
After all we've b...
After all we've been through, there must be a way outa way to love unconditionalya way to live, a way to be proud.After all that's said and donelet's find our next junctionwhere we can meet without burning bridgeswithout feeling numblet me be the fire that consumes your woodand doesn't destroyfor all we've been through.
There is always a...
There is always a way out, just seldom the one you preferseldom the one of your heartseldom the one of your coeurFollow the trackand let nature have it's waylisten to your heartand let it be that way ...
Blooded rags and rags of bones
Blooded rags and rags of bones, one day you live, one day you're gone ...Give me the drugs, give me the love, till it's too muchtill it's all the sametill nothing's left and all is goneof this deserted palace ...the palace of disarray.Dance on my graveWhen all the possibilities are gonethey all call your namewhen the damage is done.
Pondering into th...
Pondering into the great grey skyforgetting everything, even forgot to say goodbye.Pondering into the great grey skyno limitsyou don't even have to wonder whyJust sail that ocean of cloudsJust become weightless as air carries you aroundJust be what you want to benow.
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