We explore the men's room We don't give a shit Ladies lost electricity Take vows inside of it Desire to dance, too startled to try Wrap my legs 'round
Easter Sunday, we were walking Easter Sunday, we were talking Isabel, my little one, take my hand Time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all
Raise the sky We got to fly over the land, over the sea Fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise God, do not seize me please till victory Take arms, take
Every Sunday I will go down to the bar And leave him the guitar You say you want me I want another Say you dream of me Dream of your brother Oh, the
Blood on the T.V., ten o'clock news Souls are invaded, heart in a groove Beatin' and beatin', so outta time What's the mad matter with the church chimes
Red and green was the color of her dress Manipulation Pale blue was the color of her eyes Manipulation Yellow yellow, was her hair Orange sunburst, red
Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go. Head for the hills pick up steel on your way. And when you find a piece of them in your site, fire at
Engine's running hot But now it's burnin' down Everyone says that this is going well But I can hear every sound Four gray walls Make it all seem right
A ghost of a mist was on the field The gray and the green together The noise of a distant farm machine Out of the first light came A tattered necklace
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This is a crisis, I knew had to come Destroying the balance I'd kept Doubting, unsettling and turning around Wondering what will come next Is this the
[with steve hogarth on vocals and steve rothery on guitar, ] [both from marillion. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club,
We go walking, hand in hand All across the land it's East at Easter People walking, hand in hand When ships are moving South, it will be East at Easter
I don't wanna run around, run outside your kitchen In the front yard outside where the children play Sand box drifting in the land outside you're missing
We all know Jesus died upon the cross Jesus' friends thought that He might be lost But He arose and walked out of the tomb He went to heaven to prepare
This is a crisis I knew had to come, Destroying the balance I'd kept. Doubting, unsettling and turning around, Wondering what will come next. Is this
Pourquoi Fatima a eu chaud, mon ami? Pourquoi Fatima a eu chaud? Pasqua z?ont failli l?expulser, mon ami, Pasquaz?on failli l?expulser Pourquoi voulaient
[with steve hogarth on vocals and steve rothery on guitar, ] [both from marillion. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club, london - 1/31/95