Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Sunday, May 13, 2012
38
You'll be given love
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love
You have to trust it
Maybe not from the sources
You have poured yours
Maybe not from the directions
You are staring at
Trust your head around
It's all around you
All is full of love
All around you
All is full of love
You just aint receiving
All is full of love
Your phone is off the hook
All is full of love
Your doors are all shut
All is full of love!
All is full of love
All is full of love
All is full of love
All is full of love
All is full of love
Bjork - All Is Full Of Love
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
30
Young girl in the market
Music to the men
When the men leave
Her eyes are red
When her eyes are closed again she sees the dark market of above
And she sings
'They say the most horrible things
But I hear violins, when I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'
Young boy in the market
Follows all the men
When the men leave
He's out of his head
When his eyes are closed again he sees the dark market of above
And he sings
'They break the most beautiful things
But I hear violins, when I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
I look into your eyes
And I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'
Center of the sun
Young boy in the market
Sees the girl alone
And asks her
'Have you lost your way home?'
She sings
'You say the most beautiful things, just like my violins'
I look into your eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
'Cause
I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins
Center of the sun
I hear ...violins
Music to the men
When the men leave
Her eyes are red
When her eyes are closed again she sees the dark market of above
And she sings
'They say the most horrible things
But I hear violins, when I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'
Young boy in the market
Follows all the men
When the men leave
He's out of his head
When his eyes are closed again he sees the dark market of above
And he sings
'They break the most beautiful things
But I hear violins, when I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
I look into your eyes
And I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'
Center of the sun
Young boy in the market
Sees the girl alone
And asks her
'Have you lost your way home?'
She sings
'You say the most beautiful things, just like my violins'
I look into your eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
'Cause
I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins
Center of the sun
I hear ...violins
Friday, March 9, 2012
14
So, I lost my head a while ago
But you've seem to done no better
We set fire in the snow
It ain't over, I'm not done
Some do magic and some do harm
I'm holding on, holding on
I'm holding on to a straw
Who is the Alpha and What is made of cloth?
How do you say you're sorry?
And there's nothing to be afraid of
Is it dark already? How light is a light?
Do you laugh while screaming?
Is it cold outside?
One thing I know for certain
Ohhhhh I'm pretty sure,
It ain't over I'm not done.
But you've seem to done no better
We set fire in the snow
It ain't over, I'm not done
Some do magic and some do harm
I'm holding on, holding on
I'm holding on to a straw
Who is the Alpha and What is made of cloth?
How do you say you're sorry?
And there's nothing to be afraid of
Is it dark already? How light is a light?
Do you laugh while screaming?
Is it cold outside?
One thing I know for certain
Ohhhhh I'm pretty sure,
It ain't over I'm not done.
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