a few scars the best way to fight it? just go every breath is a choice you have a choice live or die every breath is a fight live means following
rode you switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream Yes I am a pirate
Ocean Gypsy calls... Silence holds the stars a while, They smile sadly for her where she falls... Just the time before the dawn, The sea is hushed the ocean calls
a crush in years CHORUS: Hey lover, hey lover, This is more than a crush, Hey lover, hey lover, This is more than a crush, lover, Hey lover, this is more than a
again Well I dream of dark on the horizon I dream of desert where the dead lay down I dream a prostitute, a child touching an old man in a fast food
signs flashin' in my brain Ridin' on empty - lights are turnin' red There ain't no lovin' left in this empty bed Ya it's vanishing We're sittin' on treasure call
yeah Footprints on the sand, hear the ocean crash Underneath the moon walking hand in hand A shadow by my side, wishing you were mine Keep you in my dreams
: I was forgotten Until you called my name Lost in the shadows Until you shined your light my way Now I believe again In all my dreams again I'm wide
like a flood, the flood, Bring it on, Ohohohoh Ohohohoh Rising and falling in my dreams, Rising and the falling of my tears that fill the ocean, (the ocean, the ocean
I'll be runnin' to the lab with that Go in with a pen and a pencil, come out with a bag of crack Show up with a bunch of goons, you ain't never matchin
dream of you my angel i will dream of you my angel i will dream my angel i will dream of you my angel i will dream i never had a choice i was bound
: The universe is dead, it's what you always said I'm trying to understand, what's going through your head Dreams call out to me, I follow where they
scene's bleak Another train leavin' home, conceding defeat with a low moan Hangin' in A sky, made of stone Everybody's leavin' home, I called my man Jerome
fleeting trance Plunged headlong into cold days Where in a circle we wander The barren wastes of our pasts. [III. DAYLIGHT DREAMERS] Daylight dreamers
ocean with him, Yet mistakenly arrived to a swimming pool Eyes filled with the ocean-blue beauty, That is where you and I began, The blue ripples laid forth a path of memories You gave me a
now i'm the host that's worthy of a toast don't you agree my little honeybee just a late night king leaving dallas with a portrait done in velvet just a