dipped down On the rim of the sky And I waited while three Long summers went by Then one steel morning On the white quay I saw a grey ship Come in from
Twenty seconds and you could be gone You shine brighter than the morning sun You think its over but its just begun, and I want you, I want you This sky is grey
for the ceiling to fall in. But it never did. In the morning it was all still there. The spilled milk and the dog-turd, In that grey ashtray morning light
: Some people seem so obsessed with the morning Get up early just to watch the sun rise Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky Worship
lost sight of the land I swam till the night became morning Black sail in a reddening sky Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship So far where no grey
: The sky is dark The wind is cold The night is young Before it's old and grey We will know The trill of it all The time has come It's getting late It
lay reasons she gave cut deep and hard the dawn broke angry grey lying still in your arms heartbeats cold she cried my pain like thunder rolling thru an aching winter sky
is barely there I don't miss you And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating high above the perfect midnight sky I don't miss you 'Till the morning
wrinkle; his boots were up to the thigh! And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky
So you sailed away into a grey sky morning Now I'm here to stay, love can be so boring And nothing's quite the same now I just say your name now But
We?re swimming in the sky We?re swimming in the sky We?re swimming in the sky So low and so high high
Must be getting early Clocks are running late Paint-by-number morning sky Looks so phony Dawn is breaking everywhere Light a candle, curse the glare
Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the morning
Makes me cry She was a bright light I was a fist fight If I was a brick wall She would run right into me The freeway's stuck The sky is grey Another
there's a red leaf that falls from a purple tree it falls it floats down one red leaf against a clear blue sky it floats down past the marbles in the
of steel--The Sword of Song). We gathered together as sister and brother to dance when the world was abed, Until the next dawn in the grey light of morning
Ural Woods Under Marbled Cloudy Sky I Go Away... Away... Lost In The Forest Marshes I See No Sunlight I Roam Solely Being Worn With Grey Fur Burdened
a semi-conscious state I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see In the morning I awake My arms, my legs, my body aches The sky outside is wet and grey