Jim White lyrics
Jim White lyrics
"Christmas Day lyrics"
Traumas, Traumas, Traumas lyrics
You, unbelievably small Bang your hands on the wall Say "To Hell with them all" Say "To Heaven with you" Me, what will become of me? Wading into the se
You, unbelievably small Bang your hands on the wall Say "To Hell with them all" Say "To Heaven with you" Me, what will become of me? Wading into the se
Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here? I bought this ticket to Mobile, but I been stranded all day...p.a. said the bus broke down ten miles away from the station.
So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a lock like the love between you and me. But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I s
Just Hate lyrics
Till my death, through my dreams, shall grow my knowledge Just hate...on your face Just hate...in your eyes You're alraid, you're afraid of everything You try to hide, to
aw the smile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998.Till my death, through my dreams, shall grow my knowledge Just hate...on your face Just hate...in your eyes You're alraid, you're afraid of everything You try to hide, to
The burden of love is the fuel of bad grammar.
You stutter and stammer--what a bitch to convey the crux of the matter, when the words you must utter are hopelessly tangled in the memories and scars you show no one. So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a hit like the hurt you put on me.
But se
Crummy Stuff lyrics
I had enough, I had it tough I had enough of that crummy stuff Crummy Crummy Stuff Crummy Crummy Stuff I had enough, I had it rough I had enough of that crummy stuf
dom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. I remember quite clearly, a bad Muzak version of James Taylor's big hit, called "Fire and Rain" was playing as you crouched down and tearfully kissed me, and I thought, "Damn, what good fiction I will mold from this terrible pain." So seldI had enough, I had it tough I had enough of that crummy stuff Crummy Crummy Stuff Crummy Crummy Stuff I had enough, I had it rough I had enough of that crummy stuf
The Instruction lyrics
For centuries, life history has been an inexhaustible Source of inspiration for the spiritual and cultural existance The nectar of devotion if the fountain of all joy It p
om a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a gift like the gift you gave me. But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. Amazing grace, how sweet the smile upon the face I never thought I'd see you again...especially here in this Greyhound station...on Christmas Day...in 1998For centuries, life history has been an inexhaustible Source of inspiration for the spiritual and cultural existance The nectar of devotion if the fountain of all joy It p