Gregor starved to death No one dies of loneliness
There he goes again My angel waking up from a fall It's a wonder he's alive to be seen at all Cause when he's down, he's low, so low And I am out, reaching
What if I told you You made me believe That you were an angel But I was deceived You're only human Flesh & bones Another misfortune Another sharp stone
Give me my wings tonight, I might not fly Give me a voice tonight, I might just sing Give me your lips tonight, I'll kiss you back In your arms tonight
I woke up in the morning choking on the words Trying to find out where I've been And the emptiness outstretched It hurt to breath And these words, they
I was your consolation There is love out there for you And it smells like summer And it's under your skin And it rolls you up Turns you inside out And
You think you've lost it then they come again Day and night And tied up your mind always seems to twist itself And to me they come again And to them I
The moment it breaks I go to the window And put out the fire And climb back out The moment it blows I run in for shelter And turn out the lights And
We were driving fast after they told us to slow down Blasting summer songs to drown the guilt out Does anybody know how long it takes to reach the end
If you were a dreamer and I was your dream Would you give me shelter from awful things That lead the wishful heart to bleed That lead the wishful heart
Into the darkness Away from the headlights Away from the chatter And lovers in arms I think of the springtime Down into summer Replay the moments I kept
It feels cold in the room Where we sleep in the hotel Given words for my rest But I need a little more Make it up later on When we get the bill Yeah by
Sefronia shook the black cat's bone at me And I was only wax in the spell of fire Oh, my coal black sister When black coal burns it ripens She pried
Sefronia shook the black cat's bone at me And I was only wax in the spell of fire Oh my coal black sister, When black coal burns it ripens She pried the
(Bernard Kafka & Jay Graydon) (Instrumental)
t - (forget you) forget (forget you) You! You! Grow! Just see what it takes to Grow Step up to the plate to Throw Just see what it takes to I've become a kafka
Превод: Непријатељи краља. Јефтини Позив Кафке.
