: Dans un amour, faut d'la fierte, Pouvoir se taire, de la dignite, Savoir partir au bon moment, Cacher son mal en souriant, Et je me disais en marchant
: Tanz heut Nacht noch mal mit mir. So, dass ich Dich hautnah spur. Wenn unser Lied erklingt, halt mich ganz fest im Arm, so fing doch einmal alles mit
: Impassible Impossible Beaucoup trop sensible Toutes ces ames Polygames Sur une seule gamme Sur ma guitare J?me fais mon film J?tire sur la corde
: (-M-) Impassible Impossible Beaucoup trop sensible Toutes ces ames Polygames Sur une seule gamme Sur ma guitare J?me fais mon film J?tire sur la
: [Written by Steven Wilson] Six of one a half a dozen Black guitars and plastic blues Hide behind a wall of nothing Nothing said and nothing new 4
: c'era una volta c'era / il sentimento si' / stringimi forte e / gia' bloccati qui / ma chi l'ha detto certo / non l'ha detto a me / no per me l'amore
I wonder what we'll play for you tonight Something heavy or something light, something to set your soul alight I wonder how we'll answer when you say "
Six of one and half a dozen Black guitars and plastic blues Hide behind a wall of nothing Nothing said and nothing new Four chords that made a million
( Drag City Supersession album ) There is no comfort so Familiar as the silence Inasmuch as we touch We understand each other As for us we've become
everybody writes a rain song everybody writes what's done 'em wrong everybody writes the same pain song and as long as it's gonna sound just like everybody
On a highway bound for nowhere I ran my fingers through my tangled hair As I pulled in for another tank of freedom With a hundred miles behind me and
Rise up and be discarded Rise up to be misunderstood Rise up and be discarded Rise up to be misunderstood Misunderstood We've got dogs with pets, man
I'm writing young and gifted In my autobiography I figured who would know Better than me I'm certainly the former But I'm not so much the latter But
Turn around You can't face up to me I stand my ground I'm just what I seem to be And why the world Would give me a second look Except I'm up here And
Where is my camera? This picture denies all my ties To this side of the road. And maybe in Florida I'd hold up myself for the keys to the cramp in your
Drag it all to the United States I woke up with a fresh face Another day in the U.K. Now eveybody surrounds us We're living high on the tour bus It's
You played those notes a year ago But nobody ever seems to mind You're so sweet Upon request from her dad She takes a seat centre stage And starts to
I've got to meet my friends Go ahead I said I'd wait here I thought I was supposed to meet them I guess I was mistaken This is a waste of time They made