I Prophesy Disaster
Van Der Graaf Generator lyrics
Van Der Graaf Generator lyrics
"Refugees Lyrics"
No Doubling Back Lyrics
it'd be nice to hold your hand as we shifted through this twisted abandon i would like to think that you know your way i realize the ropes of rain well the cats and dogs they l
it'd be nice to hold your hand as we shifted through this twisted abandon i would like to think that you know your way i realize the ropes of rain well the cats and dogs they l
N. was somewhere years ago and cold:
ice locked the people's hearts and made them old.
S. was birth to pleasant lands, but dry:
I walked the waters' depths and played my mind.
E. was dawn, coming alive in the golden sun:
the winds came gently, several heads became one
in the summertime, though august people sneered...
we were at peace, and we cheered
Inferno I Lyrics
Tu s capaz De todas as coisas De que s capaz O tempo no espera Mesmo sem querer Eu volto pra selva E dei
We walked along, sometimes hand in hand,
between the thin lines marking sea and sand;
smiling very peacefully,
we began to notice that we could be free,
and we moved together to the West.
W. is where all days shall someday end;
where the colours turn from grey to gold,
and you can be with the friends.
And light flakes the golden clouds abov
Other Hours Lyrics
Who are you in the other hours When your hair's undone And your guard's let down When you're all alone in your all nightgown Are you the lif
:Who are you in the other hours When your hair's undone And your guard's let down When you're all alone in your all nightgown Are you the lif
West is Mike and Susie,
West is where I love.
There we shall spend the final days of our lives...
tell the same old stories: well, at least we tried.
So into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go;
oh! yes, and our apologies to those
who'll never really know the Way....
We're refugees, walking away from the life we've known and loved...
I was counting The good things about this city The only good thing is you are not here When you're around it Makes it hard to be what I
We're refugees, carrying all we own in brown bags, tied up with string...
nothing to think, it doesn't mean a thing, but we'll be happy on our own.
West is Mike and Susie;
West is Mike and Susie;
West is where I love,
West is refugees' home.
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