Dream the dream if you can't Find your way though the sand Sing it like you already own it [Incomprehensible] so show it Oh, oh, oh Find the torch,
Yeah, it's funny how the game change, right? He, he Shit feel all different Y'all niggaz complainin' left and right About how the game feel all fucked
A thousand rainy days and I Spoke on tongues that talk of saints Burned down days like cigarettes For your hollow praise Down the days that you forget
And now the torch and shadows lead Were it not so black and not so hard to see How can it help you when you don't know what you need? How can anybody
One precious moment, one measure of proof Is all I need to make me run to you A flash of light beyond a guide sign blue In those eyes no disguise could
Claiming he's an innocent soul Son of a silent force Well under pressure but all so cold I better light the torch 'Cause he's able to do it again Degrade
You are, you are You are everything in time and space Forget the face you knew You are, you are This was written in the afternoon The ancient runes
Did I hear you say you wished that you could leave her? Has some foolish disagreement made you blind? If you traveled around this world, you wouldn't
The night club was burning From the torch singer's song And the sweat was floodin' her eyes The catwalk squeaked 'neath the bartender's feet And the smoke
I had a man He was a good man That is, you see, what I mean is I thought he was a good man I had a friend She was a good friend I told my friend 'bout
There goes the guy who once made me hold my head so high There goes the guy that built my hopes and dreams up to the sky Excuse me, oh, excuse me for
Ich sitze hier auf meinem Stern und la? im All die Fu?e baumeln. Oh ich warte auf die Nacht denn da kannst du mich gut sehen. Ich hab' so Sehnsucht bin
I miss your smell and your style and your pure abiding way Miss your approach to life and your body in my bed Miss your take on anything and the music
Wash away all the lines on your face that show how you've aged It's a long way down, your back's been broken, you can't make the rounds The tables are
Bring a torch, Jeannette, Isabella Bring a torch, come swiftly and run Christ is born, tell the folk of the village Jesus is sleeping in His cradle Ah
War, this means war Your weakness makes me sick Eternal struggle, the iron will of life Prayer to the father war Under the sign of hammer of thorn In
When you say goodbye to the love that we knew This you can be sure of I will torch on for you I will carry my torch for you When you break somebody