He's alone and old. Now his heart is in the ground. (Oh) I could have helped a brother. Convinced I worked not nearly enough. Let this be my lesson to
Today you spoke in to my life and wrote A new chapter to be read A new pathway up ahead That promises some pain But I know this hurt will lead Me to find
Übersetzung: Sun Of Sadness. Im Wald.
the bushes Down, in the forest path When night comes closer When the sun goes down Once, once again I will try to sleep Before the morning sun
dependin on what I ate I'm anywhere from 20 to 35 pounds over weight I got red eyes and one of them's lazy and they both squint when the sun shines so
it in my face To me these woods are but a forest of metaphors And nothing more A path through the woods of my past Where I was dragged across a forest
: Shipwreck in the sea of faces, There's a dreamy world up there, Dear friends in higher places, Carry me away from here. Travel light let the sun eclipse
and fear in life there'll not be time his oldest pain and fear in life there'll not be time A lie to say "O my forest has trees that block the sun
goats, story in the spreading Burying the heroes, leaving the sand Slaughter of nation! Sun falls from grace, no war for final sigh As wolf runs (in the forest
are red, my hair is black Like ?? Eternal is dark forest Eternal is the night Deep dark forest eternally The sun rise up I clear believed The forest
Oil Suntan How much dem related to Michael Jordan and Bill Clinton Girls you ain't no fool You ain't ol' country bunker No have fi use no bleaching cream You no have fi take no sun
like a child Bright as the afternoon sun It was filled with her treasures A whole cradle of nature?s bounty Wild flowers were chosen To lay amongst forest
me see Just one look She is gone Look on me We are one Fading with the setting sun? As the willow bows To her majesty All the forest flowers Love her
: (Woody Guthrie) [Chorus:] This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf
damn, The life of a child is more than a forest, The life of a child is more than a border, Could ever be; A child is born in the desert sun, A tiny
: Living in this fantasy, working with reality, I have come back here again,to touch the sun and feel the rain, Invitations, conversations,friends to
minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl! We're almost home Sun, sun, sun Burn, burn, burn
fife lowly did they sound the death march as they lowered you down did the band play the last post and chorus did the pipes play the flowers of the forest the sun
