the rain Melting violins that fly on the wings of an angel Yes I live for her I live for him he makes me feel Sometimes sweet and sometimes fire Love
the skies I am no longer tryin' to survive I believe that life is a prize But to live doesn't mean you're alive Don't worry about me and who I fire
-silly me to think that I don't need you I'm not your bird without wing, I'm tryin to get higher Giving my everything light this fire Wanna talk about
, no sanctuary World painted blood, no sanctuary God send death, watch it bleed, justified Manufactured lives born in hell Angels fall, wings on fire
set fire to dry grass And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids, eyelash Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a fuckin' balcony 'Fore I shove a falcon wing
the O Z I guess even back then you can call me C.E.O. of the ROC, Hov' Fresh out the fryin' pan into the fire I be the, music biz number one supplier
Got that boom boom thing (I got that fire) Turn that boom box base right up and in my face Gimme boom boom bang (I got that f-f-fire) Boy your boom boom
Let the fire run Through the darkest age we can surely fly Through the darkest age with the fist of fire Through the darkest age with the fist of fire
you Each and every night With her wings of hope They will cover you They will make it right They will shine for you With the golden wings Close around
for the first song) There's a fire burning in my heart again I'll be calling the dragons of China See the dancers of the Nile See the wings of change
And fate has no mercy down in the mine The news spreads like fire and burned through those hills Hopes were held high but five men got killed On the wings
they could never take away: And it's the fire (fire), it's the fire (fire) That's burning down everything: Feel that fire (fire), the fire (fire); Only the birds have their wings
that you do Dark angel, you're makin' me blue I guess it doesn't matter I guess it doesn't matter Picasso moon, blinding ball Spinning fire, the lightning
me along This dry dusty road Children shallying Playing in the morning sun Spike-heeled lady Running through the burying ground You set my soul on fire
't get no lovin' Just what I do when I can't get no lovin' Hit it! One, two, three, four Jesse James was an outlaw man He was always breakin' the law Six guns firing
that these jitterbug days I'm livin' Well, they won't last for all of us But they'll last for a long summer night I can feel the fire in her eyes Tonight
And diamond rings can poison a rap star It's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la' I saw a dead bird flyin' through a broken sky Wish I could flap wings
come back down When you come back down I'll keep lookin' up, awaitin' your return My greatest fear will be that you will crash and burn And I won't feel your fire