Sing a song, wind song, Head strong, live some. Sing a song, win some, Love gives to you and me. Being alone is a seasaw, even though its a shore. Sing a song, Begonia's, love it all before. Peach tree, moonshine, morning due, revive, Buffalo brew, cerulean blue sky, ocean runs, waves High, SPLASH!
So you say you can't stay you have to find a new way.
Well, I hope you are never lonely,
Remember how we loved through the night.
I hope you find that perfect woman to love through the night.
My mind is blank- sorry that I feel this way- It's nothing against you but I got to say, I I I IIIII Miss the old you. i don't know why. I don't know why, but I do know this that love love weet love.. its got a funny way a funny way.. love sure is hilarious somtimes 0 when it hurts so bad , when you can't breath.. and you ask God why?? Whyy Whyy ? God why??? why is their death? and love?? death and love?? they both hurt so bad in a funny way but yet a serious sort of way... God why?
Hell, its stench, it's a lake of fire hot and steaming, smoldering and red a lively choir. Hear the screams from afar off, ever drifting closer, and see the anguished faces in the middle of the earth. See there toes curled, smell the burned up flesh. Hear the screams and watch them squimmer. One day surely it may go from a boil to a simmer. I can see the yellowish red glimmer. The big bubbly lake of fire. Sad embracement, going down into the pit without a sound. Even though I hear the wind and I see the dust. It's a steely wind, seeking someone that is torn in half, and full of guile, on behalf. Just like sod, dark and gorge, sifting me, cornered toad. Slowly scattered into the night over the shadows in the blight. Gross enchantment, evil devil. How sad he is.
Fields of grain, fields of pain. Do you ever wonder where you stand? Here alone in the shadows, a never ending song. I hear the bellows. The sounds of unfamiliar people in a crowd. Fields of grain, mountains of pain. Alone in deaths shadows, waiting for the moment Fear of people, fear of pain, hold me baby in the rain. Here alone, a never ending song, remember me When I was there with you In the dark of the night we were true In the days light I loved you. I hear the bellows and the sounds of unfamiliar people in a crowd. I see fields of grain, I feel so much pain Remember me baby when I was, there with you. Remember I love you. I hear swishing of angels wings. I see fields of grain, but feel no more pain. Keep your head up high, and try not to cry And in the end, I'll see you again.