Beth Gibbons - Spider monkey

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Time is but a memory
The bitter note unsung
Running
Try to find salvation
From the sorrow that is done
For the life of me
Will the sorrow rise
For the thunder underlies all i see
For time is but a memory
Beautiful for some
Feathered like a matured rose sun settle down
Moments like a rainbow coloured sky
How they come and go
They come and go but why
For unknown is our fortune
And our fortune won t let go
And our fail it will tie with the sun
It will lie underneath
Who will see
For time is but a memory
Beautiful for some
Feathered like a matured rose sun settle down
But it s all
All for our future
And our future will let go

Inne utwory

  • Funny time of the year
  • Show
  • Rustin man
  • Candy says
  • Mysteries
  • Sand river
  • Drake
  • Romance
  • Resolve
  • Tom the model
  • Lonely carousel
  • Losowe utwory

    Bed of nails

    I Love the Way You Hurt Me.
    My Tears Your Wine.
    Your Thoughts Would Draw My Plan For a Cruise in Vain.
    Like Talons in the Pale Moon Shine Above Us.
    My Gained Pleasure in Pain Is Slowly Vanished When
    You Sink Deeper and Deeper Into a Void You Are Venomous Love.

    Yeah, We re...

    Ja nie chcę spać

    Ja nie chcę spać, ja nie chcę umierać,
    chcę tylko wędrować po pastwiskach nieba,
    białozielone obłoki zbierać,
    nie chcę nic więcej, nie chcę nic mniej.

    Są jeszcze brzegi na których nie byłam,
    są jeszcze śniegi, których nie wyśniłam.
    Są pocałunki na które czekam,
    listy z daleka, drogi pod wiatr.

    The night of the triumphator

    Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell
    free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
    We await sodomy and destruction

    It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)

    On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
    (and we)...

    Faster disco

    Styling, you know you are styling
    So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss
    It goes just like this
    You ve done it a thousand times
    It s as easy as drinking wine, only now it s blood

    Here it come again...

    Holy city

    Midnight in the holy city
    Playground for restless souls
    Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter
    And the ghostly daughters
    Wait for their boys to come home

    Moonlight in the holy city
    So thick it warms the air
    Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
    Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok

    Spilt my...