Alanis Morrissette
You, you who has smiled when you're in pain You who has soldiered through the profane They were distracted and shut down So why, why would you talk to me at all? Such words were dishonorable and in vain Their promise as solid as a fog And where was your watchman then? I'll be your keeper for life as your guardian I'll be your warrior of care, your first warden I'll be your angel on call, I'll be on demand The greatest honor of all, as your guardian You, you in the chaos feigning sane You who has pushed beyond what's humane Them as the ghostly tumbleweed And where was your watchman then? I'll be your keeper for life as your guardian I'll be your warrior of care, your first warden I'll be your angel on call, I'll be on demand The greatest honor of all, as your guardian Now no more smiling mid-crestfall No more managing unmanageables No more holding still in the hailstorm Now enter your watchwoman I'll be your keeper for life as your guardian I'll be your warrior of care, your first warden I'll be your angel on call, I'll be on demand The greatest honor of all, as your guardian
Everything
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind I can withhold like it's going out of style I can be the moodiest, baby, and you've never met anyone Who's as negative as I am sometimes I am the wisest woman you've ever met I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen, and you've never met anyone Who's as positive as I am sometimes You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything, of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can't relate And you're still here I blame everyone else, not my own partaking My passive aggressiveness can be devastating I'm terrified and mistrusting, and you've never met anyone Who's as closed down as I am sometimes You see everything, you see every part You see all my light and you love my dark You dig everything, of which I'm ashamed There's not anything to which you can't relate And you're still here What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know What I resist you love, no matter how low or high I go I am the funniest woman that you've ever known I am the dullest woman that you've ever known I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known, and you've never met anyone Who's as everything as I am sometimes You see everything (you see everything), you see every part (you see every part) You see all my light (you see all my light), and you love my dark (and you love my dark) You dig everything (you dig everything), of which I'm ashamed (of which I'm ashamed) There's not anything (there's not anything), to which you can't relate (to which you can't relate) And you're still here (You see everything, you see every part), and you're still here (You see all my light, and you love my dark), ooh, and you're still here (You dig everything, of which I'm ashamed) (There's not anything to which you can't relate) And you're still here
Ricardo Sónia Aurora Gonçalo Susana
Lamb Gabriel
Belfast Child
Simple Minds Jim Kerr with Sinéad O Connor - Belfast Child (Night Of The Proms) H R Aurora
When my love said to me Meet me down by the gallow tree For it's sad news I bring About this old town and all that it's offering Some say troubles abound Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down One day we'll return here When the Belfast Child sings again Brothers, sisters, where are you now? As I look for you right through the crowd All my life here I've spent With my faith in God, the Church, and the Government Some say troubles abound Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down One day we'll return here When the Belfast child sings again When the Belfast child sings again So come back Billy, won't you come on home? Come back Mary, you've been away so long The streets are empty, and your mother's gone The girls are crying, it's been, oh, so long And your father's calling, come on home Won't you come on home? Come on home Come back people, you've been gone a while And the war is raging, through the Emerald Isle That's flesh and blood man, that's flesh and blood All the girls are crying, but all's not lost Well, the streets are empty, the streets are cold Won't you come on home? Won't you come on home? The streets are empty Life goes on One day we'll return here When the Belfast child sings again When the Belfast child sings again
Don´t Talk To Strangers
Belfast Child
Gary Moore - Over The Hills And Far Away
They came for him one winter's night Arrested, he was bound They said there'd been a robbery His pistol had been found They marched him to the station house He waited 'til the dawn And as they led him to the dock He knew that he'd been wronged "You stand accused of robbery" He heard the bailiff say He knew without an alibi Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom Over the hills and far away For ten long years he'll count the days Over the mountains and the seas A prisoner's life for him there'll be He knew that it would cost him dear But yet he dare not say Just where he'd been that fateful night A secret it must stay He had to fight back tears of rage His heart beat like a drum For with the wife of his best friend He spent his final night of freedom Over the hills and far away He swears he will return one day Far from the mountains and the seas Back in her arms again he'll be Over the hills and far away Over the hills and Over the hills and Over the hills and far away Each night within his prison cell He looks out through the bars He reads the letters that she wrote One day he'll know the taste of freedom Over the hills and far away She prays he will return one day As sure as the rivers reach the seas Back in his arms again she'll be Over the hills and far away He swears he will return one day As sure as the river reach the seas Back in his arms is where she'll be Over the hills and far away She prays he will return one day As sure as the rivers reach the sea Back in her arms is where he'll be Over the hills Over the hills and far away Over the hills Over the hills and far away
Mãe
Ricardo Aurora
Le Canard
João Jean Orleans France
Under the arc of a weather stain boards Ancient goblins and warlords Come out of the ground not making a sound The smell of death is all around And the night when the cold wind blows No one cares, nobody knows I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again Follow Victor to the sacred place This ain't a dream, I can't escape Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones Spirits moaning among the tombstones And the night when the moon is bright Someone cries, something ain't right I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again The moon is full, the air is still All of a sudden I feel a chill Victor is grinning, flesh is rotting away Skeleton dance, I curse this day And the night when the wolves cry out Listen close and you can hear me shout I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary I don't want to live my life again Oh no, oh no I don't want to live my life again Oh no, oh, oh I don't want to live my life again Oh no, no, no I don't want to live my life again
Ramones - Pet Sematary
Natasha St Pier Olívia Ruiz
Monkeys clowns dogs snakes.
Like a babe.
I thought everything was allright between us. But, it is not. Her behavior has been very very bad lately. She has been out of the rails, sleeping out of her bed, betraying me with another guy. He is grey, a grey trapped in time, trapped to be on duty now, with innocent little lethal girls. To be on service, on Uncle Sam service. These last days have been, been a disaster.
She is in troubles, love troubles, X, drugs, opium, drops, red wine.
It drives me crazy.
She turns around and gently says,
"slap me" I want you to slap me.
She asks me to slap her.
I' m angry with her, I have to go, to be there, to do that to her, and much much more with her.
I can fly, he sings. Being there since, heavenly I can, songs that he sings.
I want his wings, I can love, my angel, my angel Gabriel.
Belfast Child












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