Duncan Sheik Lyrics
Duncan Sheik Lyrics
"Time And Good Fortune Lyrics"
Death and Glory Lyrics
Johnny drummerboy is calling in juli, an early morning when his marching beat climbs up the hills onto the battlefield He's leading my c
Johnny drummerboy is calling in juli, an early morning when his marching beat climbs up the hills onto the battlefield He's leading my c
Drifter, what about her conversation?
Drifter, how about an explanation
Where you go, when you receive
And why you never let her feed
On all that truth you hold so dear
But never let another near
No one around
My, don't we love
No one around
No, to the quiet gaze
Odin's Spell Lyrics
[Theme: Odin / Scandivia] The first born of the gods called Odin Eight-legged Sleipnir brought him everywhere God of death and battle s
s[Theme: Odin / Scandivia] The first born of the gods called Odin Eight-legged Sleipnir brought him everywhere God of death and battle s
No, to the muttered phrases
No, to the utter waste of
Time and good fortune
Taster of the poetry
Of Pater, Prousi, and Socrates
What are you to do but sleep
And when are you to stop and weep
For all your inability
To mate with your own memory
No one around
M
Stop Lyrics
Gone too far Gone too long Messed it up completely Till everything is wrong Stop, start over, start again Too many pieces T
y, don't we loveGone too far Gone too long Messed it up completely Till everything is wrong Stop, start over, start again Too many pieces T
No one around
No, to the mindless gazes
No, to the splintered phrases
No, to the utter waste of
Time and good fortune
Singer, will the singing say it?
Singer, would such saying change it?
A whole long life spent tuning strings
And will it now mean any
Blood Of Saints Lyrics
Seal your fate, seal your fate Seal your fate, seal your fate Souless, forgotten in time Deep hunger flows in the veins Of the anci
thingSeal your fate, seal your fate Seal your fate, seal your fate Souless, forgotten in time Deep hunger flows in the veins Of the anci
But empty chords that only bring
An endless, voiceless sorrowing
No one around
My, don't we love
No one around
No, to the frightened gazes
No, to the stuttered phrases
No, to the utter waste of
Time and good fortune
Time and good fortune