Sweep this pain you left me gravely still im screaming out your name see me fall this forsaken love erase my fears im living a life alone escape
impatience Said, "She's just what you're looking for" So I walked right up to her And with the part of me that talks I introduce myself as Frank From New York, New
a great pot. The philologist blokes, who seldom crack jokes, Say that hash was first made on that spot. They fought all that night, 'neath the pale yellow moon
Tonight the moon is full in the land beyond the forest. The howling of Wallachian wolves, a serenade to the dreariest soul. I'm alone, within the confines
new Age awaits Times' lustful cyclones arise, Piercing the fairest of Skies In elysian awakening of spiritual glory we see what our history belies Meadows
impatience Said, "she's just what you're looking for" So I walked right up to her And with the part or me that talks I introduced myself as Frank From New York New
