korvmacka
wide awake
throw me in the hurricane tell the whole world I gone insane
tell my guitar I won’t be coming home tonight
Oh baby, your time is running out
I’m not to not to love until it’s cheap
pour a little salt we were never here
rollercoaster, can't find my friends on the ground, just lift me up and send me spiralling down
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows
I can't do the talk like the talk on the tv and I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
you shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that, anyway what you gonna do about it
A lovestruck Romeo, sings the streets of serenade, laying everybody low with a love song that he made
countin the towns flashin by, and a night that's full of soul with light in my head, with you in my arms
music when the lights go out
I was born just to kiss your mouth
don’t put your trust in walls, cause they will only crush you when they fall
as green to gold and gold to brown, the leaves will fall to feed the ground and in their falling make no sound
between your blissful kisses, whisper; ’darling, is this love?’
lately, my hands, they don't feel like mine; my eyes've been stung with dust: I'm blind
And the wheel just keeps on turning, the drummer begins to drum