Go, strike the flint If you think it can make a spark Stack fuel for a fire If there's a chance that this will burn Guard off the rain From wind brewing
翻訳: オムニバス. Blaze_mondoグロッソ（日本）.
Love is a stranger you didn't plan on Turns you to a victim or a volunteer It can disappear like a rose in a garden There's nothing like it in the world
Everything is always changing Even in a world that stays the same Breakin' heavy hearts are shaken All the lonely people live the game He waits for her
(Lawrence Gowan) There you sit Staring at the dead screen And it's sad Life ain't like your daydream Every rat, gets an easy pigeon Every snake, somehow
And I know, and I know And I know that ev'rybody And I know that ev'rybody be happy As happy as you and me 'Cause I know, I know Come on baby let me
I won't take all that they hand me down Make out a smile, though I wear a frown And I'm not gonna take it all lying down 'Cause once I get started, I
September never stays this cold where I come from And you know I'm not one for complaining But I love the way you'd roll excuses off the tip of your tongue
Sometimes at night, I am afraid I cover my eyes, I cover my shame So here in the dark, broken apart Come with Your light and fill up my heart Oh Great
Sorry then bird flight Passes across my window Sorry then dog crouches Under the still sun Sorry then oi je Regrette tout ce ue J'ai fait Où le
Big World, Little Adam! Big World, Little Adam! Big World, Little Adam, Big World, Little Adam, Big World, Little Adam, Big World, Little Adam
It's the last time I'll fight the wrongs, I'll sing about the girls who left me The last great punk rock song before I unspike my hair and carry on And
I jumped up like Apollo, crash landed on my feet The sun shot like a laser through my brain A little death had woken up and put a curse on me But I knew
Queste parole le hai gia sentite sai sono le stesse che ti disse lui me ne andro da te per vedere quant'e grande il mondo tornero da te quando
Up in the morning Work like a dog Is better than sitting Like a bump on a log Mind all your manners Be quiet as a mouse Some day you'll own a home That
When we finally landed, on what seemed like an ocean, the natives we shouting ?run to the hills.? All that came next, I was too sad to describe it, the
Metaphysically the heels have burned off of my shoes from all the running that we do and i can't keep up with you incorporeally i've had an out of body
