Tekst :

Natalie Wood s ghost is haunting me
She looks just like you
It s a shame my tastes are getting so old
So few
You flew down to Baltimore
With your brand new wings
I stayed and filled my life with useless, useless things
Doesn t really matter where we spend our time
Two years ago
Just another long goodbye
Your words have frozen in a cold November rain
Let me pretend that I don t care
Kimberley watches from afar
She won t stand too close
Cause when I m lost in my head
Is when I miss her the most
I wrapped you up inside my heart
And folded you up tight
Didn t realize you meant what you said
Meant what you said
Those days are over
No more splendor in the grass
Two years ago and it s fading fast
It s all washed away with the castles and the sand
Can t tell tomorrow by the lies in your head

Satellite
Let s assume you were right
and play the game of charm and
strange
and satellite
and when we ve all had our fun
deflate the stars
and put away the sun
and so we can call it a day
Cause I ll never prove that my
motives were pure
so let s remove any question of
cure
cause even...

Raised on songs and stories, heroes of renown
The passing tales and glories that once was Dublin Town
The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting childrens rhymes
That once was Dublin City in the rare ould times

Ring a ring a rosey, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould times

My...

At a time when my world, seemed to be swinging,
Reeling out of control
There were some believers,
Deceivers, a few in-betweeners
Who seemed to have no place that they could go

It s the same old song,
It?s right when you re...

Ecoute, peuple de Paris :
Tu n as pas la fièvre.
Ecoute ces pas qui marchent dans la nuit,
Qui s approchent de ton rêve.
Tu vois des ombres qui forment une fresque gigantesque accrochée dans ton ciel.
Ecoute, peuple de Paris :
Regarde,...

Somehow everything s getting worse
My fight is just one of their struggles
And have I seen it all Oh no,now their hate s reaching the top
And guess who s to blame,and guess who s responsible

If pain is our line,
The one that connects us in life,should...