The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again. With a shiver
in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in my lips
as if I might cry. Well by the force of will my lungs are filled
and so I breathe. Lately it seems this big bed is where I never
leave. Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
Quiver in my voice as I cry, "What a cold and rainy day. Where on
pulling downward. For it is such a long time since my better
days. I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the
blinds. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again with a
shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in
my voice as I cry, "What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is
the sun hid away?" I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again. With a shiver
in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in my lips
as if I might cry. Well by the force of will my lungs are filled
and so I breathe. Lately it seems this big bed is where I never
leave. Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
Quiver in my voice as I cry, "What a cold and rainy day. Where on
pulling downward. For it is such a long time since my better
days. I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the
blinds. Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again with a
shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather. A quiver in
my voice as I cry, "What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is
the sun hid away?" I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.
Take me now baby here as I am Pull me close try and understand Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe L...
dance to the sun a kiss to the earth embrace a stone come the small black book come the brandy cask o...
Heaven is this heaven wher we are See them walking if youi dare if you call that walking Stumble stagger f...
A lie to say 34 O my mountain has coal veins and beds to dig 500 men with axes and they all dig for me 34...
Well they left then in the morning a hundred pairs of wings In the light moved together in the colors o...
For whom do the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The mo...
Crowds gather round kneeling at the feet of common thieves Hungry for the word but God would never spe...
You were looking away from me western skies calling you Colors spilling running dazzling you I was ...
I dreamed of a circle I dreamed of a circle round And in that circle I had made were all the worlds unformed...
love breaks apart is a myth of human kindness love breaks apart is amyth of human kindness love breaks apart ...
