En compañía las cosas son perfectas,en casa frías, o bajo lunas llenas.Cuando se está dentro de la noche,en compañía no hay desilusiones. En compañía siempre estás a flote,hasta esas veces, se está en silencio.Hay siempre quien toca una guitarra, y así… Nacen las canciones que nos unen,que mantiernen nuestros sueños,que nos llenan de pasión.Nacen porque […]
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A Little Help From My Friends
WHAT WOULD YOU THINK IF I SANG OUT OF TUNEWOULD YOU STAND UP AND WALK OUT OF MELEND ME YOUR EARS AND I´LL SING YOU A SONGAND I´LL TRY NOT TO SING OUT OF KEY I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDSI GET HIGH WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDSGOING TO […]
Jupiter
Maurice White, Verdine White, Larry Dunn and Philip Bailey Searching in the sky one night, while looking for the moonI viewed a mighty light approching in a zoomNeed was there to tell someone of my discoveryFifteen seconds later, a light appeared in front of meTo my surprise, there stood a man with age and mysteryHis […]
It's On
Save some for me, it’s what I like. I wanna play, you know it’s time. Something is calling, I can’t keep from falling.Come on!It’s on!Now see it’s my fault, angels stabbing me inside. Nothing changes, just rearranges, for me this time.Once I cave in, what can I fight? I can never win, my self I […]
Back In The Saddle
I’m backI’m back in the saddle againI’m backI’m back in the saddle again Ridin’ into town alone by the light of the moonI’m lookin’ for old Sukie Jones she crazy horse saloonBarkeep gimme a drink that’s when she caught my eyeShe turned to give me a wink that make a grown man cry I’m back […]
Does My Breath Smell?
Who makes up all the rules about those girls I want?Who tells them all to laugh?Who tells them all to talk about me? And I’m not sure what my purpose is for being hereWhy do they, why do theyAlways kick me in the groin when I come near And I’m not complaining it just hurts […]
Dancing Queen
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your lifeSee that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen Friday night and the lights are lowLooking out for the place to goWhere they play the right music, getting in the swingYou come in to look for a KingAnybody could be that guyNight […]
Ashes In The Fall
a mass of hands press on the market windowghosts of progressdresed in slow deathfeeding on hungerand glaring through the promiseUpon the food that rots slowly in the aislea mass of nameless at the oasisthat hides the graves beneath the master’s hillare buried for drinkingthe river’s water *unfinished*