know you read me like a book That's why we made it [Chorus (x2)] Even though the journey seems so far... [Breakdown] On & on baby I got your back On & on
to tears... On and on, to the darkness we proceed On and on, to the darkness we proceed On and on,and our time has nearly come, On and on... I know
Chorus:] Here the trumpet, blast the sound On and on No relief to be found On and on The things were like a scorpion With accuracy they strike And cries
Prijevod: Watts, Isaac. Sveci na zemlji i one iznad.
you're down And if you get to be the king They will shit on your crown And when you're dead You won't be forgotten, no Well, they will dig you up And
your pills and walk away you line up on your mirror inventing all your grandeur? Why don't you stare in to your face But i know, and you know 1, 2,
key to my broken heart I look back and wonder, sit and ponder How I could have ever neglected you For the blood soaked soil on the old ball field I gambled on
[Music and lyrics by Vargher] I am the one you fear, the shadow in the night I move without a sound I am the Reaper, you better grip your soul tight
't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle The way he should I've got it bad and that ain't good And when the weekend's over And Monday rolls
t we pull it together One and all, now and forever? Why can't we pull it together? We can say we finally found a world That's safe and sound Think of
saxophone Come on now, come on now Come on listen on now Come on, come on Come on listen on Come on listen
of the hall, it's just the stars stooping down to sing their goodbyes while a Man with a briefcase and hollowed out eyes spoke... Over and over again... Over and
you've gone and matured and I think someday you'll cut it like we cut it short. I can still see your face although the years may have forced some change and
It starts with a flash and a blast Plaster and glasses and earthquake Came floodin' through my living room The sky was black with thinkin' As it began
subway and men in limousines making deals and Swapping photographs of cans of gasoline, and there are no angels in the woodwork Or devils on the ground
Yeah and stake out your place right here next to me. They will come from miles away, Cuz it's cold outside And they need a place to rub on their hands and
on this lonely road, on the road to love We can be strong, we can be strong Follow that unicorn on the road to love I'm on the road, I'm on the road
