automaticFLOWER:
I am told the world is nearly ending but when I look outside the birds are always singing.
automaticFLOWER:
lettere d'amore che scadono alla fine del mese.
automaticFLOWER:
Doubt the stars are on fire, doubt Truth to be a liar but never doubt I'll love you 'till the day I die.
automaticFLOWER:
London blossoms
automaticFLOWER:
The word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out
automaticFLOWER:
I taste the summer on your peppery skin
automaticFLOWER:
She's mortal, but by immortal Providence she's mine.
automaticFLOWER:
It's alright 'cause I see the love in your eyes, and if it's alright then I'll be your light.
automaticFLOWER:
and I can feel the storm clouds soaking up my soul.
automaticFLOWER:
I see another new day dawning, it's rising over me and my mortality
automaticFLOWER:
When I want rain I get sunny weather, I'm just as blue as the sky. Since love is gone, can't pull myself together. I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry.
automaticFLOWER:
I wish I could sleep but I can't lay on my back, 'cause there's a knife for everyday that I've known you.
automaticFLOWER:
Where did you get those eyes?
automaticFLOWER:
Cosa vuol dir sono una donna ormai? Io non conosco quel sorriso sicuro che hai.
automaticFLOWER:
English countryside (home is where your heart is)
automaticFLOWER:
There's no light over London today.
automaticFLOWER:
There's a fire starting in my heart.
automaticFLOWER:
Midas is king, he holds me so tight and turns me to gold in the sunlight.
automaticFLOWER:
The loneliness you gave me, I grow it like a flower.
automaticFLOWER:
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back.
automaticFLOWER:
You'll be a lover in my bed and a gun to my head.
automaticFLOWER:
Always the summers are slipping away.
automaticFLOWER:
The clouds we're seeing, they're explosions in the sky.
automaticFLOWER:
I'm in the basement, you're in the sky. I'm in the basement baby, drop on by.
automaticFLOWER:
Hold your breath and count to ten. (Explore!)
automaticFLOWER:
Waiting for Godot. (Explore!)
automaticFLOWER:
Blissfully unaware.
automaticFLOWER:
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden.
automaticFLOWER:
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open.
automaticFLOWER:
Nobody knows a wildflower still grows by the side of the road.
