...h She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me I know any man sees you like I see Follow down the side street movin' single file That's where I'll hold...

...k as we walked out of the room, to nest in filth and howl at the moon. Hollow well-groomed failures outside of prison bar mansions that made the earth's skin crawl. How could you take. My life is gone. And I don't know why. You're on your own now. Find you dead. There is no time to ...

...om @ There is a crow moon comin in well you keep looking out It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in Lets watch phenomenon's that rise out of the darkness now Within the light she is my storming heroin And old machine's abandoned by the ancient racists and I hear them hummin down bel...

歌词千寻 www.lrcgc.comFade My Shade of Black - The Statesboro Revue.Hollow moon, come and take my cares awayYou've got holes and need filling anywayI have my fish and drinking for the day!.A time the sun gonna fade my shade of black,But you don't really want to break an old man backAin't no vil...

...ar you all day Don't go away When love is a howling face Trapped in a hollow place I won't surrender or give you up So don't put up these barricades We don't need barricades We have each other And that won't fade I want to be near you all day I want to be near you all day I want to b...

...ted to build the uillean pipes and fine guitars Then we scouted out the hollows for solitude and silence And we found the places we could meet by the blue and glassy river Under stars where the paper lanterns sway In the streets of Summerday Trust the night and trust the day Sun and moon of ...

...nd Like a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of its own Down a hollow to a cavern Where the sun has never shone Like a door that keeps revolving In a half-forgotten dream Or the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream Like a clock whose hands are s...

...of your mind. like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own. down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgooten dream or the ripple from the pebble someone tosses in a stream like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of it...

...OF YOUR MIND. LIKE A TUNNEL THAT YOU FOLLOW TO A TUNNEL OF ITS OWN. DOWN A HOLLOW TO A CAVERN WHERE THE SUN HAS NEVER SHONE LIKE A DOOR THAT KEEPS REVOLVING IN A HALF FORGOOTEN DREAM OR THE RIPPLE FROM THE PEBBLE SOMEONE TOSSES IN A STREAM LIKE A CLOCK WHOSE HANDS ARE SWEEPING PAST THE MINUTES OF IT...

...r mind Like a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of its own Down a hollow to a cavern Where the sun has never shone Like a door that keeps revolving In a half-forgotten dream Or the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the...