, hunting and speeding, flying fast and free And I carried the scythe, and was reaping the harvest of crying helpless souls Laughing in triumph, in bitter passion
know Your name is carried, is carried on the wind Your ice blue waters Anya Where do they flow Where have they been? Where have they been? A hidden passion
get money, we cut the coke and cook the shake over You better guard your head right, especially if it's late at night Or find your picture of your autoposy
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don't ask anything to yourself Don't waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored
the stairs Soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor In the room dark and dim Touch of skin He asks her of her name
have never been struck by (Struck by) A wonder like this (A wonder) There are days where I can't stop talking about you There are days I can't stop saying your name
seems this other man's name Has been following me around And it just won't let me be You see, I got this name And he's got this name too know Well,
moment on From this moment I have been blessed I live only for your happiness And for your love I'd give my last breath From this moment on I give my
the earth On a plain flat planet he would've been white Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth Selling shades on the beach by daily routine Matches the irony of your
through your mind persistent voices - all evils call out your name Tears can break the silence - let your doubts and fears be heard You're releasing inned peace from your
when everything you had has turned and left. I'll weave your names into my ribcage; lock your hearts inside my chest. Regain the passion I once carried
accelerate, never wait, know your weight, throw away hate Grow and make weight of your older dates Elevate, concentrate, get your focus straight, and
to stay alive Awakened by the thunder - crashing conscience through your mind persistent voices - all evils call out your name Tears can break the silence - let your
been struck by (struck by) A wonder (a wonder) like this [Xavier Naidoo] There are days where I can stop talking about you There are days I can't stop saying your name
you name A path of daggers But where to step A hallway of illusions Of what was Duty heavy as a mountain The battle draws near Your shoulders carry
name. 'Cause I'm getting too carried away with the bullshit of leaving today. I'm really more than just quite a bit bored of myself. 'Cause I'm getting too carried
and those who listen to it don't owe me nothin' I don't want nothin' from you, not even your judgement I ride on a flatbed chariot, four Ostriches carry