Bellatrix Lestrange, I saw you yesterday You bent to hug that crying boy Sure, you had just hit him with an unforgivable curse But you hugged him And
I might be tougher than stone I am of course a Death Eater There?s no denying that But I have to admit To you, dear diary That I do have one thing that
to the over-educated sublime, because your patience is a simple way to share with me your time. Part of this familiar is the halo of the strange. Part
are the best times that we're gonna have. i'm standing in the sunshine all alone spirals on the floor just swirl and glow but these times are those strange
: (E. McCurdy) Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war I dreamed I saw a
: (Originally by Ed McCurdy) Last night I had the strangest dream I've ever known before I dreamed that all the world agreed to put an end to war I
: (Ed McCurdy) [Chorus:] Last night I had the strangest dream I never dreamed before. I dreamed the world had all agreed to put an end to war. I dreamed
was a poster. There's going to be a dance. The second Hogsville dandy-steppin' ball and frog happin; contest. Drag. [Chorus:] Strange day. Strange day. Strange
as you look faraway, as long as you look removed showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters You get mistaken for strangers
old schedule of trains, he'll say I told you when I came I was a stranger I told you when I came I was a stranger. But now another stranger seems to
with his anger His pride and stony tears To place me in his life Will be hard and slow Does he want it need it I might never know The boy feels strange
Lord, please don't forsake me In my Mercedes Benz All the riches and the ruins Now we all know how that story ends Strange apparition Haunting my brain
Last night I had the strangest dream I've ever known before, I dreamed that all the world agreed to put an end to war. I dreamed I saw a mighty room the
(from the soundtrack to no nukes; peformed live by jackson browne with graham nash & david lindley) The sheep's in the meadow The cow's in the corn Now
Duch of the Terrace, never grew up I hope she never will Broken down TV sits in the corner Picture's standing still Standing still Duch of the Terrace
There is no love inside of me I gave it to a thousand girls We build towers of saddened ivory In our English towns In our English towns The dogs
They crucify you when you get it wrong When things are fine they put you ahead They laugh at you with your trousers down They pick the stones and aim
You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not There be a strange garlic here The room is