Noaeea! - A?inae a aooo ineieee.. Iaoee! - aaiiye iia ei?o eaieee.. Iaia! - neiai iaiai ?anoai?eony.. Aieu! - e na?aoo no?aieony... Aa y ?acaeaa
my world Now crushed Solid, as compressed A chaos attracting chaos I run but can not flee I carry this core inside of me [Lead: Allenmark] Under the debris
to impure the ground And the fallen souls: make the flowers grow [Chorus:] We float, drift and pass away For ever and a day The debris of time falls
real history We're only here 'cos you were there Consequences of your global pillage I never had the feeling to either destroy or conquer. I sift through the debris
his pressing affairs And devote His Attention to me But I said . . . Look here brother, Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris? (Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris
Darling, baby Don't say maybe Disobey me, I'll be Like a bad penny I twist the truth I love your youth You're losing grip Take a trip, you, You're going
I can remember as a child when it all seemed so like a game Collect the stones inside my pocket, hear the noises that they made But when my mother doesn
You push a lot (x2) You undid the wallpaper, made it so undressed (in your head) No attention (bad) (x4) I'd rather be lost than found I'll stick to
s difficult believing when you can't tell what you're seeing. from debris you and me could start something from backseats behind the trees won't know one thing from debris
So here we are. Strong enough to face this road of failure together and find a way back home. And we're so far, but goddamn I can't stand the feeling
This winter grows in me. I've rejected almost everything. The cold reminds me that every year I'll lose the tracks I've learned to walk in, I'll lose
Oh Churchyard, Churchyard please, sing something back to me. The bell that rang my bones, they left me feeling old. I saw young lovers carved on trees
I wrote a failure's guide to hitchhiking On a wall somewhere in Michigan. I woke up to a weatherman, he said it's getting worse in steady increments
, before the decimation Thus they were spared from the watery grave Now they float alone, in their tiny vessel On this sea of human debris Watching as
I had a friend that took a blet, took a blet and hung himself Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived His woman and his little bro
I've been to hell. I spell it...I spell it DMV Anyone that's been there knows precisely what I mean Stood there and I've waited and choked back the urge
[Originally by Pink Floyd] Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You're gonna go far, fly high, You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you
It's the guy from the Hamburger Train, mate!