: Time is like a broken watch And make money like Fred Astaire I see that you've come to resist me I'm a pitbull in time Your pretense is not what
: A time to be so small Bottom of the ocean Saw him under the boat Saw you making knots Saw you get the rope A boy appearing on the deck <a href="
A time to be so small Bottom of the ocean Saw him under the boat Saw you making knots Saw you get the rope A boy appearing on the deck <a href="http
It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves The trouble is that you're in love with someone else It should be me. Oh, it should be me Sacred
Rosemary Heaven restores you in life Coming with me Through the aging, the fear and the strife It's the smiling on the package It's the faces in the
This could be destiny Oh sweetheart I've had no sense of time Since we started I got friends in need Oh sweetheart I'd go lengths and lengths and lengths
Touch your thighs, I'm the lonely one Remember that lass, because that was the right one Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun And show some love
I'll lay down my glasses I'll lay down in houses If things come alive I'll subtract pain by ounces Yeah, I will start painting houses If things come
If time is a vessel, then learning to love Might be my way back to sea The flying, the medal, the turning above These are just ways to be seen We all
Yeah but nobody searches Nobody cares somehow When the loving that you've wasted Comes raining from a hapless cloud And I might stop and look upon your
Time is like a broken watch And make money like Fred Astaire I see that you've come to resist me I'm a pitbull in time Your pretense is not what restricts
We ain't going to the town We're going to the city Gonna track this shit around And make this place a heart To be a part of We ain't going to the town
