Enchanting mights overhelming me with skin pale as fiery snow and eyes dark as night... My growing heart-bleeding... I craft her spell A rising fountains
Never trust the stars When you're about to fall in love Look for hidden signs before you start to sigh Never trust the moon When you're about to taste
I can see it all tonight underneath a perfect sky Where the universe revolves around the pupil of an eye And infinities stretch out from infinities within
Lucile, where did the love go? We used to think everything could be We used to think someday they would see That to feel is greater than anything But
Silver and fire burn in the night There's nothing quite as beautiful as your light Deeper the waters, darker the flow Maybe this is everything I need
Snowbird was just a little girl once All tangled up in dandelion hair and polka dots And a picture book mind full of dreams and designs And visions of
Little Magdalene, we all know about the places that you've been You think you're hidden there but everyone has seen They can see you now you're out in
What I would do to be close to you? What I would do for your love? I have been fighting in distant wars You are the one I've been thinking of What I
We were dark eyed children in a neon world Where men hid in the shadows of silhouetted girls You were way too beautiful as beautiful as anything Those
Emily Snow Where do we go? Now all the late night bars have closed? And all our friends have turned to shadows People come and people go People come
I've got nobody waiting for me There's no one that I have to see Anytime, anyplace that I said I would be Finally I'm free and I'll be anywhere I'll
Radio, stereo, TV shows Won't take my mind far from the things I know Troubled days are on their way, there's hell to pay But I know I'm gonna be okay
Love knows how to fight Love knows how to fight Like darkness wrapped in light Darkness wrapped in light And the sky is a roof made of tin With a million
(Spoken intro) Class programme for the African Anarchist 14 carats he pleaded Yeah, just let me take the grain like a criminal should Burdens? As in work
[Chorus] This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe This style, they say music gives new life From a source inside that is forever flowin' This stage
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you like to kiss. I'll ask you what you're thinking. Silvers in our dark hair. [ca. 0'48] The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish. The craft of life