The Golden Cage Of Fateful Emotions Poets To Their Beloved

How do I feel See how I creep I'm just a bug under your feet That's not the way I want to live You do not let me escape from you I'm just a slave caught in your arms I suffocate from your deadly love You

Beloved Virgin Black

Allured by the scent of your death And the savage priests, to a suffering soul Exult in a strangled song I am soothed from anger into sorrow As they knot their wreaths against my limbs Help me understand

Golden Cage The Whitest Boy Alive

So you no longer care if there's another day I guess I have been there, I guess I am there now You knew what you wanted and you fought so hard just to find yourself sitting in a golden cage in

Collision Of Fate Nightrage

A collision course of the deepest kind Emotions of your inner light A fate worse than death!

Beloved Melissa Etheridge

Beloved They say that they don't know me Never saw my face And if they've never been there Can they be sure there's such a place They think if they don't answer The world will pass them by But

Embrace The Fool Poets To Their Beloved

The fools's my teacher to see clear His visions come to truth so near The Ones whove given him his name Now by fear they are lame He dares to walk forbidden paths Uncharted knowledge is his gift He is

Love Poets To Their Beloved

Take my hand and guide me Up the steps of our lives Face the world around us Take me away from all those lies More steps we are talking To our tower in the sky Footprints are marking Our path towards disguise

Hang On To Your Emotions Lou Reed

When your imagination has too much to say when the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day And you have trouble understanding what other people have to say you'd better Hang on to your

Golden Cage Qeaux Qeaux Joans

i don't wanna be a fulltime lover cause expectation leads to frustrations and i don't want to waste time to recover from the fight we'll have cause all the things we say you'll be blaming me for not acting

the lakes (Original Ver.) Taylor Swift

I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones These hunters with cell phones Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you Those Windermere

The Desillusioned Nihilist Poets To Their Beloved

From the time that I left you I thought about you well Can't you see that I need you Altough you've told me lies I need to feel you Not far and never close Why can't you hold me in your arms Simply protect

Soul Friend Poets To Their Beloved

In these arms I find warmth Knowing That you're with me In these arms I find strenght Knowing That you are there In your eyes I see myself Familiar mirror of life Through your ears I hear myself Stories

Golden Key Renaissance

Turn of the golden key Company machine Sell his identity Spin their golden dream Sell him out as the boy next door Take him under their wing Gilded cage, but he has it made Golden bird he sings Sold out

My Moments Of Tranquility Poets To Their Beloved

In my moments of tranqullity I create a new world It's a world full of joy It's you my love Give me more of love and peace I need it to survive Give me more of hope and faith I need it to survive

Profane Believers Heaven Shall Burn

Loosing touch with reality In your world of plenty its so easy to preach love Holier than thou, your order that shall rule Yet, at the walls of your cathedrals poor sinners strave to death Ungodly wastefulness

White Bird It's A Beautiful Day

White Bird In a golden cage On a winter's day In the rain White bird In a golden cage Alone The leaves blow Cross the long black road To the darkened skies In its rage But the white bird Just sits in her

White Bird (Original Single Edit) Vanessa Mae

White bird In a golden cage On a winter's day In the rain White bird In a golden cage All alone The leaves blow Across a long black road To its darkened sky In its rage But the white bird Just

Inner Pattern Beloved

Awaken the inner pattern A murmur of self. A heart between beats tearing out the pages left and right of the human letter in a burning moment threaded with compassion.

Poets The Tragically Hip

heat in the frozen food section Don't tell me what the poets are doing Don't tell me that they're talking tough Don't tell me that they're anti-social Somehow not anti-social enough, all right And porn

Your beloved Brent Helming

Lord it was you who Created the heavens Lord it was your hands That put the stars in their place Lord it is your voice That commands the morning Even oceans and their waves will bow

The Escapist Nightwish

Come undone bring me back to life A nightingale in a golden cage That's me locked inside reality's maze Come someone make my heavy heart light It all starts with a lullaby Journey homeward bound

Mushrooms & Roses Janelle Monáe

Mushrooms and roses is the place to be (Smells like love to me) Where all the lonely droids and lovers have their wildest dreams The golden door of our emotions opens here We're all virgins

BELOVED Luscious Jackson

Saw you by the avenue selling ends and means full of incidents and schemes when you lied and when you lagged you were such a drag but I loved you like a friend Beloved Make it feel like summer

Beloved Working Title

Beloved by Working Title, The Come to me like in my dreams Spinning everything And all the while my bones fight Not to crash down Now that I know you can be Everything I need And anything I'd

Beloved Minnie Driver

The late light of the desert made The mountains a silhouette As curved as a woman's side As far off as I feel inside This gravity that used to feel like fear Pulls me to a new conclusion The

In Your Dreams Poets To Their Beloved

Here I'm waiting In your dreams Here I'm standing In your dreams But how can you tell me Which road to take How can you love me While you're not there How can I love you While tyou're not there How can

I Drowned In You Poets To Their Beloved

You broke my neck You ate my heart I drowned in you There was no land No saving shore I should have known Your eyes turned to stone A heart that dies A heart that loves A new graveyard

Of Forsaken Poets Heaven Shall Burn

I did not choose to tread this path A forced journey into an unknown future As our doom eclipsed this clueless state I had to leave, I had to leave my world behind Their hate was so outright It filled

Golden Fall Out Boy

how cruel is the golden rule when the lives we lived are only golden plated and i knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me and though i carry carats for everyone i see And I saw God crying

Raise Your Fist Running Wild

Friday night dressed to kill hell bent for the show Shiny leather like a second skin ready for their first row You want to go to meet your pals but your dad won`t let you go He`s totally blind babbling

Beloved Mario Lanza, Constantine Callinicos

Tonight was just a masquerade Tomorrow just another day Let come whatever Tonight or never I'll through the mask away Beloved with all my heart I love you With every breath I pray some day You will be

Death To Traitors Beloved

A line drawn in the sand, and we both know Im not about to bury myself. Sinking in my footsteps, but not coming up for air.

Jazz City Poets Gowe

it to the next step kill the regret Any mistakes that I made is now a part of my past I'm taking it home can't stop leave it alone Part of myself yells to keep keeping it going The lights dim

Pirouette under Candlelight (Feat. AI Udio) Fera Hominum

In the hush of evening, when the power fades away Candles come to life, in their gentle, golden sway Children’s laughter whispers, shadows dancing on the wall Echoes of a simpler time, when we were young

The Beloved Cat Stevens

"His wisdom flowed from Heaven's Book Just like threaded pearls Just like threaded pearls He left his self to flee to God And God sent him back to us He was born to be the beloved A will of the Divine

Niggaz Are Scared of Revolution Last Poets

clothes and hit the streets to make some quick change Niggers change their hair from black to red to blond and hope like hell their looks will change Nigger kill other niggers Just because one

Allure Beloved

Its your only assurance of controlling the outcome of this ending. Is it ending or just leaving us tired and waiting?

Golden Age TV On The Radio

Ricocheting in their cage. Thought I'd lose my balance. With the grounds bounce and sway. And all this violence. And all this goes away. And the vibes that rise like.

Beloved Say Lou Lou

To who do you compare me Recreate to mold me And frozen in that ambition You scramp me up Where is the soft in our league They strip me up to fail me I used to feel protection from your touch And if I

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City On The Hill Casting Crowns

the poets were weak And the elders saw the young ones as foolish And the rich man never heard the poor man speak And one by one, they ran away With their made up minds, to leave it all behind And

The Fateful Dark Savage Messiah

Forced from reason and carved into stone A shrine to sorrow that stand alone Our leaders from future to past From the wreckage, Forced to last It's of the mark, The fateful dark The cries of all It's of

John My Beloved Sufjan Stevens

[Verse 1] Are we to speak, first day of the week Stumbling words at the bar Beauty blue eyes, my order of fries Long Island kindness and wine Beloved of John, I get it all wrong I read you for some kind

Golden Ribbons Loggins & Messina

Listen to the people crying Hoping for the day they'll be free I don't have to tell you we're (they're) dieing Just wake up, take a look, what do You see?

Insult To Injury Beloved

A brash defense of confidence is seemingly overwhelming disappointment. Carry it on disconnected and drawn away from yourself. You buy more time with your lies.

Failure On My Lips Beloved

Under an eclipse of ever-rising feeling Moving faster through my veins and bleeding out the sun thats beating down on our necks and burning my eyes.

When Poets Dreamed Of Angels David Sylvian

She rises early from bed Runs to the mirror The bruises inflicted in moments of fury He kneels beside her once more Whispers a promise "next time i'll break every bone in your body" And the well-wishers

Notes From The Underground (Antes Que Seja Tarde) MANHATTAN TRANSFER

Music by Ivan Lins & Vitor Martins Lyrics by Brock Walsh Beneath the marbled halls of Pretoria There's the faintest sound rising from the underground Behind the prison walls poets fantasize Voices

Poets Turmoil No 364 Anne Clark

Keep me back in the real world From which we try to run Music and words don't mean anything Through the barrel of a gun A poem cannot heal a wound Books won't help you find That something which you're

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