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

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.