no air to breathe in Help me find a way to move on, standing in the way of the sun Help me find you, you, you, help you find me Now who inspires you?
there's no air to breathe in Help me find a way to move on Standing in the way of the sun Help me find you, help you find me Now who inspires you?
air to breathe in Help me find a way to move on, standing in the way of the sun Help me find you, you, you, help you find me Now who inspires you?
frame the urbanite pain cave, Steady hold the cuttinist, mic percussive gluttonist Organisms of your make, replicate by the 1600's and inspire population
speed foncent tout droit vers l'horizon Certains raccourcis menent a la mort ou en prison Pote coince dans les coursives Qui passe de la cave de la
wax. Fax a Pentax Qu'jabille les tracks dans l'axe des peintres de Saxe Pax Romana grace au son graphique Musicologique revelateur photographique C'est le con ! cave
state You're a queen reborn Worshipped from above afar Some see you as an elixir An elemental natural seeking perfect grace In a catacomb Or cave of
from the stage, in a suit with a fade I had set the game a blaze, and they threw me a parade I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves
but I feel like my heart is caving in I'm trying to be brave 'cause when I'm brave other people feel brave but I feel like my heart is caving in I'
Leroy Carr A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for The Train Song. How long, how long, has that evenin' train been gone? How long, how
A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for Where The Wild Roses Grow. Nick's song is also available. When I was a wee thing, I heard my mother
world With your eyes black as coal And your long dark curls Some things we plan, we sit and we invent and we plot and cook up Others are works of inspiration
(John Lee Hooker 1959) A song which was a likely inspiration for Tupelo. Nick's song is also available. Tupelo Blues - John Lee Hooker (3:23) (from
line Oh, yeah, the ball to the line You're welcome to join us all Though you haven't got the ball You're welcome to join us all Let us give you inspiration
The motel The distances Cave into kisses, cold and wet Familiar exchanges Like needle pulling thread The empty movements that once were so inspired
