Rocknroll Bottom
maybe one day when the sun is blueI will reach out to touch youwalk the streetswith nothing in my headexcept a big backbeatand some grand plans follow the glowi
maybe one day when the sun is blueI will reach out to touch youwalk the streetswith nothing in my headexcept a big backbeatand some grand plans follow the glowi
I’m a modern man,A man for the millennium,Digital and smoke free.A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist,Politically anatomically and ecologically incorrect.I’ve been uplinked and downloaded.I’ve been inputted and outsourced.I know the upside of downsizing.I know the downside of upgrading.I’m a high tech…
From the fountain of youthWe drink until it's dryWe drink until we're drunk on lifeWe drink until we're blindWe drink until we are ready For the sacrificeTo end
i often wish for some kind of relieffrom these neverending insults and wishesand my lack of faith in reality
(tempo: 116) you may think thatyou're in lovehow can you knowfor sure?that tomorrowyou'll just say helloto a strangerat the door hello, strangerhow you been?i a
we become undonedarkenedwe become oneenlightened as we observewe are observedand we servethe inner world we climb so highup the mountainwe fall so hardinto love