Testi:
Kate Bush

There?s a city, draped in net Fisherman net And in the half light, in the half light It looks like every tower Is covered in webs Moving and glistening

The first time I died Was in the arms of good friends of mine. They kiss me with tears. They hadn't been near me for years. Say, why do it now When

"B.F.P.O.*" Army dreamers. "Mammy's hero." "B.F.P.O." "Mammy's hero." Our little army boy Is coming home from B.F.P.O. I've a bunch of purple

Here comes the sunshine Here comes that son of mine Here comes the everything Here?s a song and a song for him Sweet kisses Three wishes Lovely Bertie

He got her drunk very quickly: holding hands they found the broom cupboard where he had control as far as the fall, the rasping descent of her tights

Brazil When hearts were entertained in June We stood beneath an amber moon And softly whispered 'some day soon' We kissed and clung together Then Tomorrow

Just look at your father And you'll see how you took after him. Me, I'm just another Like my brothers Of my mother's genes. All they ever want for

Oh big stripey lie moving Like a wavy line Coming up behind All young gentle dreams drowning In life's grief Can you hang on me? Don't want to

Come closer to me, babe, And the night will come much closer, too. Can't you see the light Drawing pictures nearer in the skies? What is it that