We are blessed. I am cursed. I'm staying in the dark and drinking from my heart. And I, I'm feeling blessed but something in the air will drive me to
Someday I will try my best to hang on to falling raindrops that melt into the wettened streets. I hope in time I break through all my pointness layers
Moody Sunday skies brought me back to the ground. Where I don't want to be found. No one down here understands. Watch the evening sun run away from the
Wait out on the sand, Until the moonlight holds your hands. There you'll fall in love, You'll never have to run again. I can't get enough of this feeling
Oh love, I heard on the news that the world would be ending real soon, real soon so I, I wanted to see if you'd sit with me and watch it all burn away
On your birthday I was afraid that he'd run away. Leave us with no money to buy candles and cake for you. I was so afraid. I was so afraid. In November
what does it take to find peace in the night and safely wake up new? I'm waging war against myself and the moon in lieu of loving you lately this world
I don't care if you don't listen. Cause I found a love in my pathetic sense. We kiss twice a day right on the lips, oh. I know it's not much but yeah
shine like city lights, city lights burning bright learn, learn to love what you hate better now take your time when you come home no one's here, no
Grace, don't ever be afraid. Life has been heavy but don't lose your ways. Take just take what you can. You will never find all the pieces you gave away
Many years ago when I had someone to hold my heart sang. Slow me down I'm still chasing sprits spinning around wide open spaces. Oh, who will save me
Saturdays an empty space that city streets consumed every night. A strangers face is scared to death walking far past all the street lights. Light a
someday i will try my best to hang on to falling raindrops that melt into the window streams i hope in time i'll break through all my pointless layers
I don't know the name of a single place I've been All that comes to mind are the pointless songs I sing And even though I'm not the man I once planned
Shine like city lights, city lights burning bright learn, learn to love what you hate better now take your time when you come home no one's here, no
god And his son- the Bastard One All misgovernment of the light And followers ? the lambs Of our ferocious world Now are the history We are the Wolftribe
"Only we, we spirits who become free, have the presuppositions for understanding something that nineteen centuries have misunderstood: that integrity
Překlad: Otec. Wolftribe.