hands to the sky and wishing for the answers to set me free its so wrong its so right but it'll set me free. I am holding my hands to the sky and wishing
, running the streets of stray Living all myself no company You better meet the heat when you come for me And when I die, burn alive, that's a wish of
A dawn rose slow and quietly from a womb of meaning Suddenly a barren face of agony was brought to light And it sang a cry of mankind, heart-wrenching
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
a life away you speak my heart in silhouette and spiteful words are all I know and as the tears flow dry like the time that's passed me by I wish for
[master p.] (hoody hoo)put this bitch on fire........ We don't need no water let the...house burn(ha-ha) Chorus: Hit em up, hit em up, light em up, light
luck, I need a best friend I need a rough dog, I need a mountain I need some new clothes, a tv, a cause A trip to nirvana, a thrill of applause I need a
this feeling coming back everyday I've passed the point of no return And all the tears have dried Don't want to stop and watch the bridges burn 'Cause I keep wishing
yearbook photos That I took in eighty-nine, show no sign of a face of mine Intertwined my mind is a jungle full of cobwebs and tangled vines And a glass
reborn And like the passing rain, this moment will fade away And so I try to find my water all by myself It's so dry Drinking from the wishing well I
see the shadows in the water on the ground, on the ground they follow me around behind every story there's a quick end behind every smile there's a
. When everybody had lost their faith, a child was born, but no one could be the father, except for a god. This child was a gift from the skies of life
Matilda all over Then in 1915 my country said, "Son It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done" And they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a
blame now we're all going broke? It's that man over there Who's hanging from a rope Newsmen winding up the nation A little bad news helps circulation Pass
they are now 'cause I'm a different person (I'm a different person) I'm a different person (I'm a different person, I'm a different person) Talking:
passed me by? Since I've stopped to take a look at all the changes in my life. So many friends have come and gone. But all those summer nights still burn
The embrace lasts a long time. RAOUL watches in horror and wonder. The PHANTOM lakes a lighted candle and holds it above RAOUL's head. A tense moment
a breeze next to this night I am Methuselah of the Tribulation The Moonchild come to harm A riot of stars shaken from their station The choking smoke of Jerusalem burning
