I Love Your Glasses

Walk by the man who sings a song To the streetlights And turns out everybody claps They don't believe in cabs They don't believe in cabs They don't believe in cabs They don't believe in cabs And they all go wild But they walk instead They all go wild

I'm not taking I'm not, I'm not fading I'm not falling You're not, you're not falling 'Cause you just hold it inside You hold it inside You hold it inside I'm not feeling I'm not, I'm not a missed ring I'm just falling Things that aren't The hole tha

Now tell me what it is, it isn't fair Cause I'm wasting time, but it isn't my heart It isn't my fault. And every situation understands, well The anecdote of chasing the location to your door, Yeah yeah? da da? Cause I'm wasting time, now I'm wasting

This never ending song is scratching Scratching my brain Like a vinyl in desire This never ending thought Is coming and is gone It's travelling on a plane on my way And in a highway too As if I speak for you And I say that you did those things I did

I come home in the morning light My mother says when you gonna live your life right Oh mama dear we're not the fortunate ones And girls just want to have fun Oh girls just wanna have fun The phone rings in the middle of the night My father yells what

And it's your guitar that discovers you wild For all I can see is the dark of a sky And the plumbs in a glass jar of wine Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know Take me home, take me home, take me home, don't know How I got here, but no

if my hands weren't there, like i saw in the stream of the drawings been made on a full colour screen if they weren't to be found, then what else could i be? if your hands weren't there, like i saw in my dreams and the poets we made, had all gone, di

Russian Red - Timing Is Crucial I'm falling, I'm falling on the bed that I got ready in my head. How many times been to places, and places came to me? Now by the corner of my eye I'm checking the mirrors upside down And I thought, that timing is cruc

On may way, way to the stars, I found? You were there, laying down, next to a hole Oh, hold me You said, you had faith in God above But it seemed that you did't believe In reality, in people on the earth In people to whom you've given birth And I for