Feel the ground the mourning soil close your eyes and lay confront the passage of time eternity which you cannot betray barter away this haziness down
: Feel the ground the mourning soil close your eyes and lay confront the passage of time eternity which you cannot betray barter away this haziness
her sadistic smile, the devils grin, her thoughts so cold, my thoughts so grim her lips leave such a bitter taste regret and sadness, Blood spills from
asked my homie on the block why he strapped, he laughed Pointed his pistol as the cop car passed and blast It's just another murder, nobody mourns no
: Let me stay here by your side be one with you my precious child Let me cover your bed with tears I will save you from all fears I burn the candles
fate on me My name is Leslie Anne Levine I've got no one left to mourn for me My body lies inside its grave In a ditch not far away Fifteen years gone
fallen from grace Possessed by the search for utter darkness Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace Feel the gloom of restless spirits Hear the screams from
: Now when I was a young man, I carried me pack. And I lived the free life of the rover. From the Murray Spring basin, To the dusty Outback, Well I waltzed
I thought I'd have to change the world to make you see me, To be the one. I could have run forever, But how far would I have come Without mourning your
I feel you're faraway (so close) far beyond that shining star I know you'll find what you've been fighting for far beyond that shining star Down on
Icy water on my hands the roar of thunder everywhere I close my eyes, I realize I?m far away from home in the Twilight Zone, the shadows mourn Out
thunder everywhere I close my eyes, I realize I'm far away from home In the twilight zone, the shadows mourn Out of the night came the shining...(from
half of the heart in the right hand... OBSCURITY - Mourning dwells in me, Obscurity - A lifelong misery, Obscurity - bleeding the soul away... Feeling the dusk coming out from
cottage door, The body of sweet Anna still sleeps. [Willie Moore never spoke that anyone heard, And at length from his friends did part, And the last heard from
: (E. Bogle) When I was a young man I carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed
more swings!" "I was born drivin' steel" Well John Henry hammered in the mountain He'd give a grunt he give a groan every swing The women-folks from
: Open life beneath Her glory stains the hearse Procession watch the rain Mourns the opposite birth For the wind hopes to die Far away from home Same
